PAR
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 5:11pm
2nd Mar 2025 5:11pm
Bump Lump Pump
In the land of freedom
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
you're free to live or,
even better, leave or let
yourself be sent away.
Better not let yourself be bold.
Better not let yourself be cold.
Better not let yourself be in the fold.
Believe in yourself in being gold.
Better not let yourself be in hold.
Better not let yourself set in as mold.
Better not let yourself be sold.
Don't...
Believe what you've always been told.
In the land of freedom
you're just an alien that will
never reach the point of...
#despair
#disability
#emptiness
#nightmares
#violence
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10 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 7:48pm
27th Feb 2025 7:48pm
Serve Yourself
Can you imagine
you're a hostess
entertaining doubt.
Doubt being all
your past
experiences.
They all take a seat.
What do you serve them?
Whiskey? Crumpets?
The ambiguity is
interesting,
maybe fulfilling,
maybe empty,
but still, you get nothing.
you're a hostess
entertaining doubt.
Doubt being all
your past
experiences.
They all take a seat.
What do you serve them?
Whiskey? Crumpets?
The ambiguity is
interesting,
maybe fulfilling,
maybe empty,
but still, you get nothing.
#nightmares
73 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 7:58pm
20th Feb 2025 7:58pm
A Sailor's Odyssey of Truths
Between the rocks of Scylla and Charybdes,
so voracious, so attractive, so hungry,
my heart sailed on a stormy sea.
Seeking the Mermaid, beauty in tenacious tone,
who lived on an island among the fearful abyss.
Maritime convulsions, disastrous results.
Scylla devoured the wanderers with her mouths.
Charybdes, the whirlwind, swallowed up the unfortunate.
In the cruel seas, the fearful sailed.
The islands were a mystery with a veil of illusion,
with shady palm trees and ivory beaches.
There my heart suffered, in solitude, ...
so voracious, so attractive, so hungry,
my heart sailed on a stormy sea.
Seeking the Mermaid, beauty in tenacious tone,
who lived on an island among the fearful abyss.
Maritime convulsions, disastrous results.
Scylla devoured the wanderers with her mouths.
Charybdes, the whirlwind, swallowed up the unfortunate.
In the cruel seas, the fearful sailed.
The islands were a mystery with a veil of illusion,
with shady palm trees and ivory beaches.
There my heart suffered, in solitude, ...
#mermaids
#monsters
#mythology
#nightmares
#sea
54 reads
10 Comments
MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 8:23pm
19th Feb 2025 8:23pm
I'm the Devil, Yes It's True
(Verse 1)
The whispers in the shadows, the chill that runs down your spine
The chaos in your city, the darkness you define
You blame it on the weather, the stars that aren't aligned
But I'm the one who's pulling strings, the puppet master of your mind
(Chorus)
I'm the devil, yes it's true, the whispers you can't ignore
The bad luck and the heartache, the battles you can't win anymore
I'm the reason for your failures, the reason you can't soar
But don't you dare forget, you're the one who opened up the door
(Verse 2)
The...
The whispers in the shadows, the chill that runs down your spine
The chaos in your city, the darkness you define
You blame it on the weather, the stars that aren't aligned
But I'm the one who's pulling strings, the puppet master of your mind
(Chorus)
I'm the devil, yes it's true, the whispers you can't ignore
The bad luck and the heartache, the battles you can't win anymore
I'm the reason for your failures, the reason you can't soar
But don't you dare forget, you're the one who opened up the door
(Verse 2)
The...
#devil
#evil
#horror
#nightmares
#scary
194 reads
1 Comment
PerfumeandTaffy
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 5:51am
18th Feb 2025 5:51am
Writing a Poem on an Ambien Cloud
Thought I'd write a poem
On a wave of Ambien foam
On a wave, right now, coherent
And untrustworthy
Unstable
Like answering
my Drunk Mother's call,
something I would never do
When my brains is functionally queued
or writing texts
of loving gestures
to a man
that I have no care for
Maybe I love him
But he smells like cigarettes
and failure
Slide my phone under my bed
because I'll write words I'll dread
in the morning.
Tho I sleep on a pillow of air
My thoughts...
On a wave of Ambien foam
On a wave, right now, coherent
And untrustworthy
Unstable
Like answering
my Drunk Mother's call,
something I would never do
When my brains is functionally queued
or writing texts
of loving gestures
to a man
that I have no care for
Maybe I love him
But he smells like cigarettes
and failure
Slide my phone under my bed
because I'll write words I'll dread
in the morning.
Tho I sleep on a pillow of air
My thoughts...
#clouds
#drugs
#nightmares #sleep
#nightmares #sleep
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 2:03pm
16th Feb 2025 2:03pm
The Carnival Bizarre
Dissecting the spectacle
limbless woman with tentacles
contortionists jump on trampolines
masturbating in your wet dreams
Clowns perform, drunk with sorrow
fortunes read, no more tomorrow’s
freaks shock as you watch in awe
kids frightened running towards the door
Threw-up up food after some rides
sawdust, lysol, you feel like your gonna die
at last, the show is about to begin
large audience, the lights turned dim
Animals dance, balance, and sway
lion tamer controls, keeping them at bay
cigar tossed as a...
limbless woman with tentacles
contortionists jump on trampolines
masturbating in your wet dreams
Clowns perform, drunk with sorrow
fortunes read, no more tomorrow’s
freaks shock as you watch in awe
kids frightened running towards the door
Threw-up up food after some rides
sawdust, lysol, you feel like your gonna die
at last, the show is about to begin
large audience, the lights turned dim
Animals dance, balance, and sway
lion tamer controls, keeping them at bay
cigar tossed as a...
#dreams
#happiness
#nightmares
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
80 reads
14 Comments
MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 8:32am
16th Feb 2025 8:32am
Terrifier
(Verse 1)
Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no circus show
It's the reign of terror, the place where nightmares grow
Art the Clown's in the house, a symphony of dread
Leaving trails of carnage, painting the streets red
He's a twisted jester, a puppet of the night
With a wicked grin and a hunger for the fight
From All Hallows Eve, his legend took its flight
Now he's back for vengeance, bathed in pale moonlight
(Chorus)
He's Art the Clown, the master of the macabre
His laughter echoes, a chilling, haunting jabber ...
Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no circus show
It's the reign of terror, the place where nightmares grow
Art the Clown's in the house, a symphony of dread
Leaving trails of carnage, painting the streets red
He's a twisted jester, a puppet of the night
With a wicked grin and a hunger for the fight
From All Hallows Eve, his legend took its flight
Now he's back for vengeance, bathed in pale moonlight
(Chorus)
He's Art the Clown, the master of the macabre
His laughter echoes, a chilling, haunting jabber ...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#nightmares
#scary
108 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 10:47pm
13th Feb 2025 10:47pm
The gateways
The elders say that there are those things, that we all will never truly understand, things that are beyond our mortal mere existence. For it's not an mirage, or a figment of your thoughts or imagination. FOR it's real as it goes way back in time, before you and I were ever was Born. FOR sure even back then evil forces, were always against the good spiritual forces of souls of what is good. For I can remember, when I was young somethings from my own dreams, in the wee hours of the night, having feelings like I wasn't really alone in my room. 🫣 Yet I was to afraid to move and tell...
#dialogue
#ghosts
#mythology
#nightmares
#StreamOfConsciousness
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 7:35pm
11th Feb 2025 7:35pm
Nighttime
The time of night!
When souls are bright.
There goes the sun in flight!
The dark blankets all and many affright!
When souls are bright.
There goes the sun in flight!
The dark blankets all and many affright!
#dark
#dreams
#night
#nightmares
#surreal
104 reads
1 Comment
Xaphan
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 11:52am
10th Feb 2025 11:52am
Poetry From The Darkside
Evil monsters lurk within and they lurk to reap
They're in my mind and they're mine to keep
They'll hide from light, but when darkness grows
They'll whisper incantations, in lines of prose
They're always there, but not well defined
But the spells they cast, are to blow my mind
They're cloak and dagger, unreal, but stark
And so grotesque, they'll manifest the dark
They feed off nightmares, they feed off fear
I can hear their vile verses, for they are here
Their poetry from the darkside, is meant for me
For in my...
They're in my mind and they're mine to keep
They'll hide from light, but when darkness grows
They'll whisper incantations, in lines of prose
They're always there, but not well defined
But the spells they cast, are to blow my mind
They're cloak and dagger, unreal, but stark
And so grotesque, they'll manifest the dark
They feed off nightmares, they feed off fear
I can hear their vile verses, for they are here
Their poetry from the darkside, is meant for me
For in my...
#dark
#death
#monsters
#nightmares
#WritingPoetry
78 reads
Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
Vestige
I trace the place where you used to rest,
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
#abuse
#addiction
#nightmares
#sadness
#SelfHarm
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DU Poetry : Poems about Nightmares
