Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 8:04pm
26th Nov 2024 8:04pm
Domain of Decay
The pain is real,
destined to burn.
Into the abyss I must yonder,
Bestowing my soul
To the infernal father.
At birth, I was marked,
A stark reminder of the terror—
Forever lost, slave to endless gore,
Flesh decaying, death's stench, and horror.
Agonizing bellows fill the land.
Ashes of burning bodies saturate the living, coating my soon-to-be sadistic hands.
My new home, where the unholy dwell and life fades,
The nightly bells soften the screams
Of those charred at the stake.
destined to burn.
Into the abyss I must yonder,
Bestowing my soul
To the infernal father.
At birth, I was marked,
A stark reminder of the terror—
Forever lost, slave to endless gore,
Flesh decaying, death's stench, and horror.
Agonizing bellows fill the land.
Ashes of burning bodies saturate the living, coating my soon-to-be sadistic hands.
My new home, where the unholy dwell and life fades,
The nightly bells soften the screams
Of those charred at the stake.
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#nightmares
63 reads
1 Comment
adagio
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 00:48am
19th Nov 2024 00:48am
Jack
In a veiled chamber of decadent soul
of a pendulum's hypnotic rhapsody
played by the Whitechapel Ripper
a melody of poetic seduction
of a dark obsession spiraling
falling into the pit of insanity
confessing to a shadow incognito
in a veiled chamber of decadent soul
of a pendulum's hypnotic rhapsody
played by the Whitechapel Ripper
a melody of poetic seduction
of a dark obsession spiraling
falling into the pit of insanity
confessing to a shadow incognito
in a veiled chamber of decadent soul
#dark
#evil
#horror
116 reads
4 Comments
RCRayJr
Robert Ray
Robert Ray
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 9:10pm
18th Nov 2024 9:10pm
Song of the Gypsy (I am Evil)
Song Of The Gypsy
By Robert C. Ray Jr.
1)I feel her blood squirting between my teeth. Bones splintering. The taste of her life force and sound of her screams were intoxicating. As I sucked she fell limp. Her trachea? Collapsed, and the arousal became so pleasing, so utterly thrilling that I almost choked. I became supercharged with an undeniable energy. The taste, the screams, what does all of this mean? I only lurk in the moonlight. The song of the Gypsy echoes mysteriously in my dreams. I disappeared into the shadows as her soul left her lifeless body. I am evil.
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By Robert C. Ray Jr.
1)I feel her blood squirting between my teeth. Bones splintering. The taste of her life force and sound of her screams were intoxicating. As I sucked she fell limp. Her trachea? Collapsed, and the arousal became so pleasing, so utterly thrilling that I almost choked. I became supercharged with an undeniable energy. The taste, the screams, what does all of this mean? I only lurk in the moonlight. The song of the Gypsy echoes mysteriously in my dreams. I disappeared into the shadows as her soul left her lifeless body. I am evil.
...
#dark
#death
#evil #shadows
#evil #shadows
48 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 2:08am
17th Nov 2024 2:08am
Debauchery
For the sake of propriety in this age of debauchery
rising from the grave not recognizing myself
modesty has run its course with no time for the
carrion or poetic tea and sympathy and the Ravens
will go hungry in this age of debauchery
rising from the grave not recognizing myself
modesty has run its course with no time for the
carrion or poetic tea and sympathy and the Ravens
will go hungry in this age of debauchery
#evil
#dark
#gothic
101 reads
2 Comments
Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
Left to Die
Aberration of the dark world
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end—
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble—
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end—
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble—
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
#dark
#death
#evil
#fear
#horror
67 reads
1 Comment
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 10:58am
9th Nov 2024 10:58am
Betray me I dare you
#dark
#evil
#horror #scary
#horror #scary
45 reads
6 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 8:54am
6th Nov 2024 8:54am
The second coming
If only we grasped how the real world works
with its sneak body-mincing wheels in wheels,
and detect the operator's wicked smirk,
To expose foul thieves and strings they have jerked
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,
If only we grasped how the real world works...
Then we'd see sick invasions have vast perks
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,
and, detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,
Their shrugs, death of children a business quirk,
as they persue their beastly cash dreams
If...
with its sneak body-mincing wheels in wheels,
and detect the operator's wicked smirk,
To expose foul thieves and strings they have jerked
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,
If only we grasped how the real world works...
Then we'd see sick invasions have vast perks
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,
and, detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,
Their shrugs, death of children a business quirk,
as they persue their beastly cash dreams
If...
#evil
#villanelle
65 reads
2 Comments
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 12:49pm
26th Oct 2024 12:49pm
I killed the bride
I killed the bride while she was in her wedding dress,
How I killed her can you guess?
I could've used my gun or my bare hands,
I killed the bride deal with it man,
She didn't scream she just looked surprised,
It was so fun watching her die,
Her body is covered in blood,
Sorry I killed the one you loved,
Rigor mortis has set in,
I killed the bride you'll never see her ever again,
Maybe now I should kill the groom,
Where I hid her body I'll make room,
I killed the bride,
It wasnt suicide, ...
How I killed her can you guess?
I could've used my gun or my bare hands,
I killed the bride deal with it man,
She didn't scream she just looked surprised,
It was so fun watching her die,
Her body is covered in blood,
Sorry I killed the one you loved,
Rigor mortis has set in,
I killed the bride you'll never see her ever again,
Maybe now I should kill the groom,
Where I hid her body I'll make room,
I killed the bride,
It wasnt suicide, ...
#death
#evil
#horror
87 reads
2 Comments
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 9:53am
25th Oct 2024 9:53am
Come to the darkside
Come to the darkside it's nice down here,
Forget about your problems and have a beer,
God has forsaken us,
The cold weather has shaken us,
I'm willing to pay any cost,
To bring back moments lost,
Come to the darkside you might like it,
You'll never know of you don't try it,
Down here we get 3 wishes,
Cast down from heaven it's god that did this,
All the parts of me are messed up,
For my funeral you don't have to dress up,
The darkside is where I was born,
You can't fix what has been torn,
You can't pick...
Forget about your problems and have a beer,
God has forsaken us,
The cold weather has shaken us,
I'm willing to pay any cost,
To bring back moments lost,
Come to the darkside you might like it,
You'll never know of you don't try it,
Down here we get 3 wishes,
Cast down from heaven it's god that did this,
All the parts of me are messed up,
For my funeral you don't have to dress up,
The darkside is where I was born,
You can't fix what has been torn,
You can't pick...
#devil
#evil
#horror
87 reads
0 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
19th Oct 2024 3:11pm
19th Oct 2024 3:11pm
The Shame Of Their Perversions
She is at again,
lulling a new clientele
with the promise
of eventual release
From city to city,
displayed completely
drawing their eyes
to the assets
There are always those
that pay a little extra
to spend private time
in that cramped little booth
wanting her close enough
to smell her
She performs for all types
married men
lonely singles
even couples
Nobody is ever told,
where they are going
and that works to her advantage,
the shame of their perversions ...
lulling a new clientele
with the promise
of eventual release
From city to city,
displayed completely
drawing their eyes
to the assets
There are always those
that pay a little extra
to spend private time
in that cramped little booth
wanting her close enough
to smell her
She performs for all types
married men
lonely singles
even couples
Nobody is ever told,
where they are going
and that works to her advantage,
the shame of their perversions ...
#evil
#horror
#lust #murder
#lust #murder
147 reads
4 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 10:49pm
16th Oct 2024 10:49pm
Begotten _ with "Vision_of_insanity"
Bleak world torn with ruin
Born from the infinite void
Subject towards your sensation
An image of a dying god
Eviscerated to bleed
A demise of the divine
Giving life to mayhem
Seeking bloodshed
Forsaken be thy father
Beget the scourge of your creation
Cast out of womb so desolate
Consumed by the funeral pyre
Visceral life emerging
From decay and destruction
Born only to writhe in pain
A slow torment to perish
Desecrated by the nomads...
Born from the infinite void
Subject towards your sensation
An image of a dying god
Eviscerated to bleed
A demise of the divine
Giving life to mayhem
Seeking bloodshed
Forsaken be thy father
Beget the scourge of your creation
Cast out of womb so desolate
Consumed by the funeral pyre
Visceral life emerging
From decay and destruction
Born only to writhe in pain
A slow torment to perish
Desecrated by the nomads...
#dark
#death
#evil #horror
#evil #horror
89 reads
6 Comments
arsastar
astaroth..
astaroth..
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 9:19pm
8th Oct 2024 9:19pm
The Monster is in the Mirror of Time
I can't believe you thought gore would make you sick
when you're the only one who's truly sick
craving to put a head on stick
you're ultimately deranged
purely full of rage
no longer afraid of pain
what are you anymore?
A mind-wrecked monster?
You want to brandish your claws and sink them into someone's throat
A crazed lunatic with a bloodlust always unquenched
And a mind so goddamn entrenched
In the reality that time must persist
I am the monster that lurks within
searching for victim to forcefully end
I want to fight...
when you're the only one who's truly sick
craving to put a head on stick
you're ultimately deranged
purely full of rage
no longer afraid of pain
what are you anymore?
A mind-wrecked monster?
You want to brandish your claws and sink them into someone's throat
A crazed lunatic with a bloodlust always unquenched
And a mind so goddamn entrenched
In the reality that time must persist
I am the monster that lurks within
searching for victim to forcefully end
I want to fight...
#anger
#dark
#evil
#hate
#violence
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