Murder Poems
#murder
Murder poems about killing or being killed. Poems about murder, including dark fictional poetry, and poems about crimes of passion, serial killers, mass murder and genocide.
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 11:32am
4th Jan 2025 11:32am
Sanguine Thirsts
I see through the whispering breeze
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
A shadow creeping through the trees
Not so much as a sound
Yet nothing living to be found
Like a pen drained of ink
Longing for crimson drink
Centuries of ravenous thirst
Fangs mark the damned and cursed
The stench of the grave’s earthen bed
Stirs the restless dead
Eyes fixate on virgin breast
The pulsing heart beneath the chest
Where scarlet rivers freely flow
Dawns the hour of the crow
Oh, what horrors...
#death
#evil
#murder
#night
#shadows
120 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 11:02pm
2nd Jan 2025 11:02pm
Unstable
The board review came to a decision
They found him sane
One doctor felt otherwise
The doctor knew that he fooled the board and staff
The doctor pleaded with the medical board
They saw nothing wrong
The ex girlfriend was always afraid of him
He went psycho on her a few times
For no apparent reason
She would have liked to do normal things couples would do
Instead, she had to worry when something so small and minute would agitate him
He didn't like that she was talking to her brother
He thought her & her brother were secretly in...
They found him sane
One doctor felt otherwise
The doctor knew that he fooled the board and staff
The doctor pleaded with the medical board
They saw nothing wrong
The ex girlfriend was always afraid of him
He went psycho on her a few times
For no apparent reason
She would have liked to do normal things couples would do
Instead, she had to worry when something so small and minute would agitate him
He didn't like that she was talking to her brother
He thought her & her brother were secretly in...
#fiction
#girlfriend
#MentalHealth
#murder
#ShortStory
121 reads
10 Comments
Hellarchy
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 8:20pm
1st Jan 2025 8:20pm
Euphoric
Call me the fallen
You test me, I'm all in
This baggage I'm hauling
Is strange and appauling
You know not who you face
Forgotten, no trace
The lot that you chase
Gone rotten, erased
Empty is your future
Lonely is your now
Your existence is putred
You will be disemboweled
Stagnant is my hatred
Into the winds, I howl
Your demise is fated
Soul behind your eyes is fowl
A sacrifice of blood
Floating up to the sky
Malice gushing like a flood
I wrote you my goodbye
Once...
You test me, I'm all in
This baggage I'm hauling
Is strange and appauling
You know not who you face
Forgotten, no trace
The lot that you chase
Gone rotten, erased
Empty is your future
Lonely is your now
Your existence is putred
You will be disemboweled
Stagnant is my hatred
Into the winds, I howl
Your demise is fated
Soul behind your eyes is fowl
A sacrifice of blood
Floating up to the sky
Malice gushing like a flood
I wrote you my goodbye
Once...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#murder
161 reads
2 Comments
Hellarchy
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 8:12pm
1st Jan 2025 8:12pm
Before I Wake
Black is my heart
I wake with a start
From nightmares so sweet
Wish I could return
To work I depart
To practice my art
I might find a treat
A victim to burn
I'll set body aflame
No face and no name
You're merely a doll
Meant to keep me enthralled
What's left when I'm done?
Blackened remains, I'm stunned
From the odor I run
This method, no fun
Next I'll try a mallet
Should satisfy my...
I wake with a start
From nightmares so sweet
Wish I could return
To work I depart
To practice my art
I might find a treat
A victim to burn
I'll set body aflame
No face and no name
You're merely a doll
Meant to keep me enthralled
What's left when I'm done?
Blackened remains, I'm stunned
From the odor I run
This method, no fun
Next I'll try a mallet
Should satisfy my...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#murder
116 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 2:04pm
29th Dec 2024 2:04pm
10 Things you can do with his or her remains
1) Feed the homeless
2) Make wallets, belts
3) If they have beautiful hair, scalp them and make wigs to sell
4) Props for a horror film you create and self release
5) Leave parts in restaurant bathrooms, especially fast food joints
6) UPS to relatives for a visit
7) Watch em rot
8) Use their blood & organs to create a masterpiece of art
9) Pack them in suitcases and throw them on a Greyhound
10) Become a cannibal and eat them. Bring some relatives or friends over and tell them your creating this explosive, cuisine from somewhere in the world....
2) Make wallets, belts
3) If they have beautiful hair, scalp them and make wigs to sell
4) Props for a horror film you create and self release
5) Leave parts in restaurant bathrooms, especially fast food joints
6) UPS to relatives for a visit
7) Watch em rot
8) Use their blood & organs to create a masterpiece of art
9) Pack them in suitcases and throw them on a Greyhound
10) Become a cannibal and eat them. Bring some relatives or friends over and tell them your creating this explosive, cuisine from somewhere in the world....
#food
#horror
#murder
#satirical
#scary
126 reads
11 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 4:21am
27th Dec 2024 4:21am
Trophies
My shadowed halls where silence reigns
The air is thick with ancient stains
Upon the walls their gazes cling
Heads mounted high, in twisted rings
Their necks are bent, their angles wrong
Grotesque mockery of choral song
Each jaw unhinged, each mouth agape
A frozen hymn no voice escapes
Their hollow eyes, they pierce the gloom
Their whispers haunt this endless tomb
No mortal hand could set them so
What placed them here no man should know
And yet they watch with silent plea
A tableau of dark symmetry
Their...
The air is thick with ancient stains
Upon the walls their gazes cling
Heads mounted high, in twisted rings
Their necks are bent, their angles wrong
Grotesque mockery of choral song
Each jaw unhinged, each mouth agape
A frozen hymn no voice escapes
Their hollow eyes, they pierce the gloom
Their whispers haunt this endless tomb
No mortal hand could set them so
What placed them here no man should know
And yet they watch with silent plea
A tableau of dark symmetry
Their...
#art
#dark
#death
#murder
#night
73 reads
0 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 12:30pm
26th Dec 2024 12:30pm
Black Widow’s Bluff
#MeToo
#murder
#revenge
71 reads
2 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2024 12:55pm
23rd Dec 2024 12:55pm
It Wasn't A Wonderful Life
Some people were upset and they said it was unfair.
George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.
George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
George became enraged and he was angry enough to slaughter.
George went to Potter's house with his gun and he shot him through the heart.
As they strapped George to the electric chair, he knew his decision wasn't smart.
George refused to have his head shaven and his hair burst into flames.
Poor George truly became a hot head and he only had himself to blame.
George...
George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.
George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
George became enraged and he was angry enough to slaughter.
George went to Potter's house with his gun and he shot him through the heart.
As they strapped George to the electric chair, he knew his decision wasn't smart.
George refused to have his head shaven and his hair burst into flames.
Poor George truly became a hot head and he only had himself to blame.
George...
#death
#fiction
#murder
#parody
#Christmas
52 reads
0 Comments
EmoPedals
domnro
domnro
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:29am
22nd Dec 2024 3:29am
Something to do with murder and love?
#angels
#devil
#love #murder
#love #murder
75 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 3:06pm
19th Dec 2024 3:06pm
Santa Claus Did It
a Christmas detective story
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
#Christmas
#murder
#mystery #ShortStory
#mystery #ShortStory
86 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 11:06am
18th Dec 2024 11:06am
The Friendly Abductor
Get in the car please
No not in the seat, in the trunk
Oh I'm terribly sorry
Where's my manners
I'll open that for you
Comfy now?
Good
I'll move those items over for you
Yes, that's right, that's a sledgehammer, a shovel, an axe and a hunting knife
Don't worry, once we arrive to our destination,
I will bludgeon you, chop you up and throw you into a shallow grave
I promise, you won't feel a thing
Enjoy the ride
SLAM!
No not in the seat, in the trunk
Oh I'm terribly sorry
Where's my manners
I'll open that for you
Comfy now?
Good
I'll move those items over for you
Yes, that's right, that's a sledgehammer, a shovel, an axe and a hunting knife
Don't worry, once we arrive to our destination,
I will bludgeon you, chop you up and throw you into a shallow grave
I promise, you won't feel a thing
Enjoy the ride
SLAM!
#kindness
#murder
#parody
112 reads
14 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 5:35pm
15th Dec 2024 5:35pm
The Snowman’s Revenge
a Christmas ghost story
Not one person knew who made the snowman,
they said in the end it was “kids”,
that venerable answer to
such articles of mystery.
A year had passed since Peter’s dad
had shot himself where now the snowman stood,
on losing his job in the pits,
to bitter end cursing his faithless wife.
The carrot nose and coal buttons,
the dotted smile, eyes, top hat, and scarf;
it looked like some kind wizard stopped
and filled the drive with cheer for passers by.
With child’s logic, though, Peter...
Not one person knew who made the snowman,
they said in the end it was “kids”,
that venerable answer to
such articles of mystery.
A year had passed since Peter’s dad
had shot himself where now the snowman stood,
on losing his job in the pits,
to bitter end cursing his faithless wife.
The carrot nose and coal buttons,
the dotted smile, eyes, top hat, and scarf;
it looked like some kind wizard stopped
and filled the drive with cheer for passers by.
With child’s logic, though, Peter...
#Christmas
#ghosts
#murder #revenge
#murder #revenge
188 reads
1 Comment
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