NP_NP
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:06pm
Yesterday 3:06pm
Star
I walk this street now without fear, But the first time I returned, I wanted to tear down the sign, The one that said Royce Drive. When I thought I had moved on, Whispers reached my ear, Destiny points and says "You and her, You haven’t faced the darkness yet.”
Little me rushes to my side, Grabbing my hand, Squeezing it tight. Together, we open each door, Each one hiding a story Too grim for words.
The first words ring in my ear— "Get the bitch out of my face. "The first words my mother ever spoke to me. Some things, I could have lived without knowing. ...
Little me rushes to my side, Grabbing my hand, Squeezing it tight. Together, we open each door, Each one hiding a story Too grim for words.
The first words ring in my ear— "Get the bitch out of my face. "The first words my mother ever spoke to me. Some things, I could have lived without knowing. ...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#sadness
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 8:53pm
3rd Feb 2025 8:53pm
Miss Birdseed
The public house had long been haunted by some strange presence that upset slop trays and let beer dribble out from the taps when no one was looking, but it was not really about this that the publican's wife had come to consult the occult detective, Joshua Samuels.
'That's just the Pimlico poisoner, that is' said Mrs Godalming with weird alacrity. 'Back in my grandfather's day, the pub was frequented by bigwigs from Westminster on their way to County Hall, where Maggie Struthers was strung up by her neck in the place of execution for killing her husband and child with arsenic....
'That's just the Pimlico poisoner, that is' said Mrs Godalming with weird alacrity. 'Back in my grandfather's day, the pub was frequented by bigwigs from Westminster on their way to County Hall, where Maggie Struthers was strung up by her neck in the place of execution for killing her husband and child with arsenic....
#evil
#ghosts
#historical #horror
#historical #horror
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adagio
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
2nd Feb 2025 4:26am
Echos
Lost light from twilight in her eyes, fading as I debauched her cavities probing her ass
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
with my elongated cock's snafu. Inhaling the decadence of her eviscerated genitals warming my grog, playing tiddly with her clit. Thinking that this could be my opus of my intoxicated ego. Perhaps a spit up her ass hanging from the gallows. Listening to Big Ben's echo from a distance as I posed Mother Superior in the hedgerows outside the convent gate, covered with her feces. Without innuendoes or a cliché, feeling the semen rising lubricating the silence. Thinking, "If only Dr. Watson could...
#dark
#dirty
#erotic #horror
#erotic #horror
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adagio
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 5:28pm
1st Feb 2025 5:28pm
Hungerin' for Blod
Haunted strings of twisted dreams
testifying with ensemble twisted heart
in a dialogue of the twisted dead
But one not be a chamber to be haunted
in a house of corridors and echoes
of twisted fowls "hungerin' for blod"
Striking the chord of insanity hanging
in naked effigy's chamber of mirrors
testifying with ensemble twisted heart
in a dialogue of the twisted dead
But one not be a chamber to be haunted
in a house of corridors and echoes
of twisted fowls "hungerin' for blod"
Striking the chord of insanity hanging
in naked effigy's chamber of mirrors
#dark
#gothic
#horror
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PunkPoe
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 10:31am
1st Feb 2025 10:31am
The Joker's Rulebook
"Joker's Rulebook"
I'm the Joker who laughs hysterically
Footsteps of a murderer incessantly
I make you all the jokes of the day
Yes that's right fall down as my prey
My voice echoes your ears until deft
A slicing tongue leaves your mind cleft
Glistening bullets charge from my gun
My wikked ways are webs I have spun
Roars into a hypnotic trance of silence
I have a dream,it's filled with violence
No living soul safe from deadly wrath
No stones unturned it's simple math
Make up on my face...
I'm the Joker who laughs hysterically
Footsteps of a murderer incessantly
I make you all the jokes of the day
Yes that's right fall down as my prey
My voice echoes your ears until deft
A slicing tongue leaves your mind cleft
Glistening bullets charge from my gun
My wikked ways are webs I have spun
Roars into a hypnotic trance of silence
I have a dream,it's filled with violence
No living soul safe from deadly wrath
No stones unturned it's simple math
Make up on my face...
#dark
#evil
#funny #horror
#funny #horror
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 9:17pm
27th Jan 2025 9:17pm
Salem Road (The Right Side of Wrong) II
Light from the day feeds the hungry night
Manifesting dark mysteries considered by many not to be right,
“Salem Road is an altered short cut few have traveled
But be warned mind, body and soul may come unraveled,
“Turning right a gray gravel road veers off
Besides the tracks and into the woods where the end is lost,
“An ancient wooden dwelling phases in and out of a wavering space
If entered it will transport you in pieces throughout time to a dark place,
“The few that return are tattooed, blind and horribly burned ...
Manifesting dark mysteries considered by many not to be right,
“Salem Road is an altered short cut few have traveled
But be warned mind, body and soul may come unraveled,
“Turning right a gray gravel road veers off
Besides the tracks and into the woods where the end is lost,
“An ancient wooden dwelling phases in and out of a wavering space
If entered it will transport you in pieces throughout time to a dark place,
“The few that return are tattooed, blind and horribly burned ...
#dark
#horror
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PAR
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 12:57pm
23rd Jan 2025 12:57pm
An orange and white wig stand
Ignorance wandered
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.
They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.
Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.
Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.
In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.
They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.
Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.
Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.
In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.
#evil
#hell
#horror
#LifeStruggles
#nightmares
67 reads
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 11:10pm
22nd Jan 2025 11:10pm
Salem Road (Left Side of the Lost) I
Light from the day feeds the hungry night
Manifesting dark mysteries considered by many not to be right,
“Salem Road is considered a short cut one can take
Across railroad tracks a train rarely take,
“Turning left leads to houses embedded in living mist
In an uncut open yard where the grass causes cancerous parasitic cyst,
“Traveling closer a dog can be heard barking in the street
But beware, the beast is one you do not want to meet,
“At the wrong time you might see something riding a strange bike
Never let it...
Manifesting dark mysteries considered by many not to be right,
“Salem Road is considered a short cut one can take
Across railroad tracks a train rarely take,
“Turning left leads to houses embedded in living mist
In an uncut open yard where the grass causes cancerous parasitic cyst,
“Traveling closer a dog can be heard barking in the street
But beware, the beast is one you do not want to meet,
“At the wrong time you might see something riding a strange bike
Never let it...
#dark
#horror
78 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 10:52am
21st Jan 2025 10:52am
Anxiety
She told me while we were at a cafe eating lunch, that the way I live my life would make her head explode
She can't handle more then one thing at a time, due to her anxiety
I told her that I would pay her $200 dollars to see her head explode
She said today was my lucky day, pulled out a gun and shot herself in the head
Part of her head exploded onto the wall and our table
Instead of $200, I placed a $100 in her bra, since I only saw part of her head explode
I got up, paid the cashier and left
She had guts but no brains, literally
She can't handle more then one thing at a time, due to her anxiety
I told her that I would pay her $200 dollars to see her head explode
She said today was my lucky day, pulled out a gun and shot herself in the head
Part of her head exploded onto the wall and our table
Instead of $200, I placed a $100 in her bra, since I only saw part of her head explode
I got up, paid the cashier and left
She had guts but no brains, literally
#anxiety
#fiction
#horror #satirical
#horror #satirical
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Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 9:42am
19th Jan 2025 9:42am
I AM WHO I AM!
I could be a 65 year old dude...
...or an 19 year old college student...
It's the Internet...be careful!
That lovely girl who needs help
paying her phone bill or rent -
she sends you a "not her" nude!
Get out your cash app!
You just got scammed!
Poor little you!
The Nigerian prince is
going to split his inheritance
some time next month, right?
So, you'll be ok! Whew! Just
text your mother's maiden name
and your childhood phone number!
If not...that lottery winner is just ...
...or an 19 year old college student...
It's the Internet...be careful!
That lovely girl who needs help
paying her phone bill or rent -
she sends you a "not her" nude!
Get out your cash app!
You just got scammed!
Poor little you!
The Nigerian prince is
going to split his inheritance
some time next month, right?
So, you'll be ok! Whew! Just
text your mother's maiden name
and your childhood phone number!
If not...that lottery winner is just ...
#deception
#evil
#horror
90 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 1:20am
19th Jan 2025 1:20am
Attention K-Mart Shoppers
Jennifer, who would ever think that your trail would end at K-Mart
Did anyone tell you?
If you were alive right now
I mean if your brains hadn't been blown out of your skull with that shotgun you put to it
Would you have believed you would have done such a thing?
Jennifer, you didn't see what I saw
Oh girl,
Some kid had a hunk of your brains in a cheeseburger wrapper and was showing it to people
I went to the place where you shot yourself
You know the place I'm talking about
You were there about 26 hours before me
Jennifer, I searched...
Did anyone tell you?
If you were alive right now
I mean if your brains hadn't been blown out of your skull with that shotgun you put to it
Would you have believed you would have done such a thing?
Jennifer, you didn't see what I saw
Oh girl,
Some kid had a hunk of your brains in a cheeseburger wrapper and was showing it to people
I went to the place where you shot yourself
You know the place I'm talking about
You were there about 26 hours before me
Jennifer, I searched...
#horror
#IMissYou
#memories
#ShortStory
#suicide
80 reads
13 Comments
msbellepoetry43
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 5:33pm
18th Jan 2025 5:33pm
Beautiful Nightmare
Terrible Dreams,
as you fall asleep,
Slumber is waiting,
as you go in deep.
A good night's rest
is what you shall seek,
No noise or sounds,
Not even a peep.
So, You close your eyes,
As you close them tight,
To catch some zzz's all
through the darkened night.
A Beautiful Nightmare
is what you see,
It so very vivid it's
hard not to Believe.
What's before you,
it seems so real,
It is so miraculous
You can't help how you Feel.
A Dream that is Delighting, and ...
as you fall asleep,
Slumber is waiting,
as you go in deep.
A good night's rest
is what you shall seek,
No noise or sounds,
Not even a peep.
So, You close your eyes,
As you close them tight,
To catch some zzz's all
through the darkened night.
A Beautiful Nightmare
is what you see,
It so very vivid it's
hard not to Believe.
What's before you,
it seems so real,
It is so miraculous
You can't help how you Feel.
A Dream that is Delighting, and ...
#dreams
#horror
#nightmares
#scary
#sleep
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