ThePalestRider
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:49pm
17th Nov 2024 5:49pm
A Wrongness In The Room
What's that thing at night
Click click clicking on the floor
The smell of rot and blight
Brimstone odor of kingdoms nevermore
Voice calling from the window sill
A reverberance on the air
If only fright would quickly kill
Relief from a nightmare
Speech of damned mimicry
What could be that thing
Noise which should not be
Silent steps and scratching pangs
Silhouette of unnatural shape
Mocking creation's throne
Visions of murder...
Click click clicking on the floor
The smell of rot and blight
Brimstone odor of kingdoms nevermore
Voice calling from the window sill
A reverberance on the air
If only fright would quickly kill
Relief from a nightmare
Speech of damned mimicry
What could be that thing
Noise which should not be
Silent steps and scratching pangs
Silhouette of unnatural shape
Mocking creation's throne
Visions of murder...
#dark
#death
#evil
#fear
#night
98 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 11:47am
17th Nov 2024 11:47am
Lucifer Loves You, Always!
One day my parents were about to go out for a drive
Satan appeared and said, "one of you must die"
He performed some witchery with his hands
Said something foreign that my parents didn't understand
That night mother saw something as she undressed
Lucifer's mark was burned upon her breast
The next day father was relaxing in the tub
A creature flew in the window, named Beelzebub
Satan arrives in many forms
Not just a man with red devil horns
The creature brought in a recipe for maple walnut fudge
The...
Satan appeared and said, "one of you must die"
He performed some witchery with his hands
Said something foreign that my parents didn't understand
That night mother saw something as she undressed
Lucifer's mark was burned upon her breast
The next day father was relaxing in the tub
A creature flew in the window, named Beelzebub
Satan arrives in many forms
Not just a man with red devil horns
The creature brought in a recipe for maple walnut fudge
The...
#dark
#devil
#evil
#rhyming
#ShortStory
107 reads
8 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
143 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 3:31pm
16th Nov 2024 3:31pm
Ghash Angmar-ghâsh
Ghash Nazg, Urûk goth snaga
Thrak-lat thrûg thrakatulûk
Durbûrz Angmar, glob mâkhnû!
Ash âgulûrz, krimp durz agh dûr
Lûg-glob nâtûrz ob búrz
Burzûm thrâk agh dûmûrz ghash!
Angmar goth-ghâsh ûk lat kâlûrz
Lûgûrz agh thrûrz, gimbat thrakat
Bûrz Angmar! Burzum tûrz!
Agh krimpatum agh thrâkatum, lûg goth dûr
Ash durbatulûk agh krash snaga
Angmar ghash, goth-narûk!
Thrak-lat thrûg thrakatulûk
Durbûrz Angmar, glob mâkhnû!
Ash âgulûrz, krimp durz agh dûr
Lûg-glob nâtûrz ob búrz
Burzûm thrâk agh dûmûrz ghash!
Angmar goth-ghâsh ûk lat kâlûrz
Lûgûrz agh thrûrz, gimbat thrakat
Bûrz Angmar! Burzum tûrz!
Agh krimpatum agh thrâkatum, lûg goth dûr
Ash durbatulûk agh krash snaga
Angmar ghash, goth-narûk!
#dark
#evil
#fiction
#hate
#JRRTolkien
51 reads
0 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
153 reads
1 Comment
ProudToPlease
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 8:15pm
14th Nov 2024 8:15pm
Please Join My Self-Destruction
#evil
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#lust
#support
73 reads
1 Comment
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 2:52pm
14th Nov 2024 2:52pm
A Desolate Pale
Betwixt the spheres, where no light treads
A chasm yawns, where silence spreads
No star doth shine, nor time can cling
In the place where black stars hang, unseen
Aether’s breath, cold and thin
Cradles neither life nor sin
No gods dwell here, nor demons scheme
Only the void’s eternal dream
The winds do howl, though none draw near
A dirge of forms we dare not hear
Shapes unbidden, unseen, yet felt
In their shadow, even chaos melts
What horrors lurk in yon abyss?
Not fangs, nor claws, nor serpents hiss
But...
A chasm yawns, where silence spreads
No star doth shine, nor time can cling
In the place where black stars hang, unseen
Aether’s breath, cold and thin
Cradles neither life nor sin
No gods dwell here, nor demons scheme
Only the void’s eternal dream
The winds do howl, though none draw near
A dirge of forms we dare not hear
Shapes unbidden, unseen, yet felt
In their shadow, even chaos melts
What horrors lurk in yon abyss?
Not fangs, nor claws, nor serpents hiss
But...
#astronomy
#dark
#evil
#stars
#universe
96 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 1:24pm
13th Nov 2024 1:24pm
What Lurks
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
Where silence reigns and shadows creep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its form is lost to mortal sight
Its whispers pierce the dreams of sleep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
It waits beyond the bounds of right
In depths where icy secrets seep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its breath is frost, its will a blight
Its hunger vast, its voids run deep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
No prayer can banish, nor flame ignite
The darkness where its tendrils...
Where silence reigns and shadows creep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its form is lost to mortal sight
Its whispers pierce the dreams of sleep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
It waits beyond the bounds of right
In depths where icy secrets seep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its breath is frost, its will a blight
Its hunger vast, its voids run deep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
No prayer can banish, nor flame ignite
The darkness where its tendrils...
#dark
#evil
#gothic
#horror
#villanelle
121 reads
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 8:06pm
12th Nov 2024 8:06pm
Cast Down
In shadowed glen where moonlight dies
And whispers rise to blackened skies
The heathen throng in secret meet
To bow before their gods’ dread feet
A crimson fire illumes the night
Its glow a curse, its warmth a blight
The air is thick with ashen breath
A hymn to chaos, wrought in death
Their chants, a wail of fractured tone
Do summon powers dark, unknown
With twisted rites and forms obscene
They crown the void their shadowed queen
The altar, stained with lifeblood spilt
Is carved with signs of ancient guilt ...
And whispers rise to blackened skies
The heathen throng in secret meet
To bow before their gods’ dread feet
A crimson fire illumes the night
Its glow a curse, its warmth a blight
The air is thick with ashen breath
A hymn to chaos, wrought in death
Their chants, a wail of fractured tone
Do summon powers dark, unknown
With twisted rites and forms obscene
They crown the void their shadowed queen
The altar, stained with lifeblood spilt
Is carved with signs of ancient guilt ...
#curse
#dark
#evil
#forest
#magic
75 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 6:53am
12th Nov 2024 6:53am
Sacrificial Monolith
Beneath the moon’s unwholesome light
Where shadows coil in endless night
There stands a stone of blackened hue
Carved deep by hands no man e’er knew
Before the Slavs, before the Magyar’s tread
A race debauched, both damned and dread
Did rule these lands with rites obscene
In homage to their shadowed queen
They danced beneath the gibbous moon
To pipe and drum, their foulest tune
Their bodies writhed, unbound by grace
A beast-like, dark, forgotten race
Upon this stone their rites did burn
Where life and flesh to...
Where shadows coil in endless night
There stands a stone of blackened hue
Carved deep by hands no man e’er knew
Before the Slavs, before the Magyar’s tread
A race debauched, both damned and dread
Did rule these lands with rites obscene
In homage to their shadowed queen
They danced beneath the gibbous moon
To pipe and drum, their foulest tune
Their bodies writhed, unbound by grace
A beast-like, dark, forgotten race
Upon this stone their rites did burn
Where life and flesh to...
#dark
#death
#evil
#forest
#magic
103 reads
4 Comments
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 10:58am
9th Nov 2024 10:58am
Betray me I dare you
#dark
#evil
#horror #scary
#horror #scary
72 reads
6 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 9:05pm
6th Nov 2024 9:05pm
And The Dragon Fell
In visions dark, the heavens split
The dragon falls, by wrathful writ
Seven heads and ten horns laid bare
In numbers fierce and symbols rare
By sacred signs, his end is known
A mystery in stars was sown
Twelve radiant crowns on woman’s brow
The serpent waits, yet falters now
With sevenfold seals, the Lamb’s decree
A ciphered truth, a prophecy
Each symbol holds a hidden weight
And binds the beast to coming fate
A shape divine, a holy form
A wheel of fire, through stars is borne
Its angles traced by angels'...
The dragon falls, by wrathful writ
Seven heads and ten horns laid bare
In numbers fierce and symbols rare
By sacred signs, his end is known
A mystery in stars was sown
Twelve radiant crowns on woman’s brow
The serpent waits, yet falters now
With sevenfold seals, the Lamb’s decree
A ciphered truth, a prophecy
Each symbol holds a hidden weight
And binds the beast to coming fate
A shape divine, a holy form
A wheel of fire, through stars is borne
Its angles traced by angels'...
#apocalypse
#Christian
#devil
#evil
#religion
84 reads
2 Comments
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