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
210 reads
1 Comment
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
113 reads
5 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 1:04pm
4th Feb 2025 1:04pm
The Dish and the Spoon - with Adagio
It was twilight in a small town in New Mexico. I breathed deep, walking home after closing my bookshop for the night. Taking a shortcut path approaching the cul-de-sac, I felt the silence creeping up my spine. As a long-time advocate for the unbridled pleasures and misdemeanors, I obsessed quietly on "The Cat and the Fiddle," as curiosity tickled my flesh. I was obsessed with the silhouette-like movement behind curtains of the homes as I passed.
As I walked, I turned into a child and the neighborhood became the one I grew up in. The night was quiet and cold. I walked...
As I walked, I turned into a child and the neighborhood became the one I grew up in. The night was quiet and cold. I walked...
#childhood
#collaboration
#erotic #nightmares
#erotic #nightmares
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Northern_Soul
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 00:17am
4th Feb 2025 00:17am
I choose my nightmares wisely
the doctor writes me a script
for one of the few drugs I’m not on
and I need them to stop this—
the silver shivers
the waves of nausea that journey
volatile seas in inadequate rafts
sometimes I wonder if life
would be different without pills
as I take stock of my body
how I lay at a 45 degree angle
feeling as if the bed is a millstone
nightly grinding away parts
of my life and my spine
how the atrophy in my muscles
is setting in, and I feel it every time
I...
for one of the few drugs I’m not on
and I need them to stop this—
the silver shivers
the waves of nausea that journey
volatile seas in inadequate rafts
sometimes I wonder if life
would be different without pills
as I take stock of my body
how I lay at a 45 degree angle
feeling as if the bed is a millstone
nightly grinding away parts
of my life and my spine
how the atrophy in my muscles
is setting in, and I feel it every time
I...
#illness
#nightmares
#SelfReflection #StreamOfConsciousness
#SelfReflection #StreamOfConsciousness
179 reads
4 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
THE ADVENTURE OF STUMPY AND THE DUMPSTER BOY
A three legged dog with brown curly fur waited in the alleyway.
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
#dogs
#dreams
#nightmares
78 reads
6 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 1:56am
2nd Jan 2025 1:56am
My birthday breakdown last year...
My last breakdown....
...was my birthday 2023.
My father would have been 86.
I turned 49. I knew him less
than 6 months of my adult life.
My mother had kept us apart...
told each of us the other was dead...
this was before the Internet boomed.
Before we all had cell phones. All those lost years. Then he died. We shared a birthday.
We never got to share that birthday together. So, every year since '97 that day has haunted me. It was nothing special as a child...no presents...no cake! It COULD HAVE BEEN so special if Dad had...
...was my birthday 2023.
My father would have been 86.
I turned 49. I knew him less
than 6 months of my adult life.
My mother had kept us apart...
told each of us the other was dead...
this was before the Internet boomed.
Before we all had cell phones. All those lost years. Then he died. We shared a birthday.
We never got to share that birthday together. So, every year since '97 that day has haunted me. It was nothing special as a child...no presents...no cake! It COULD HAVE BEEN so special if Dad had...
#birthday
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
82 reads
6 Comments
LunaDahlia
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 4:41am
24th Dec 2024 4:41am
Down the Rabbit Hole Of My Trauma And Nightmares
#abuse
#nightmares
#suffering #PTSD
#suffering #PTSD
65 reads
2 Comments
I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 10:52am
29th Nov 2024 10:52am
There is so much more
I see a light shining ever so brightly.
Shall I take time, address it in cleverness politely?
I bow before something far beyond the fleshly.
He tells me not to bow and only gently he reminds me.
I am your passage not your keeper, not your friend.
Sent by Him who is to take you where you haven't been.
My head spun in fright as he stood up to his full hight; his body shone like the sunshine.
Please do not fear me sir, I've only come to guide you.
Where we will go is hell unknown to mortals who appear here.
Downwards I continued until hell I...
Shall I take time, address it in cleverness politely?
I bow before something far beyond the fleshly.
He tells me not to bow and only gently he reminds me.
I am your passage not your keeper, not your friend.
Sent by Him who is to take you where you haven't been.
My head spun in fright as he stood up to his full hight; his body shone like the sunshine.
Please do not fear me sir, I've only come to guide you.
Where we will go is hell unknown to mortals who appear here.
Downwards I continued until hell I...
#hell
#nightmares
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Onyxceila
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 2:50am
28th Nov 2024 2:50am
Veiled Love
The true depths of selfishness
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts,
I could never have knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim, a gluttonous lust
Seeming to serve you all that you want
While feeding on your primal thoughts
Stripping the essence from all that you love
Instilling the eternal instinct of one
caught in the grip of sadness
I was dragged into a fiery realm
my tears white with phosphorus
Burning holes through my skin as they fell
These iron chains
Forged...
I had never touched
Until I met you
Never feeling its cuts,
I could never have knew
Just how bladed it was
Victim after victim, a gluttonous lust
Seeming to serve you all that you want
While feeding on your primal thoughts
Stripping the essence from all that you love
Instilling the eternal instinct of one
caught in the grip of sadness
I was dragged into a fiery realm
my tears white with phosphorus
Burning holes through my skin as they fell
These iron chains
Forged...
#bittersweet
#courage
#heartbroken
#nightmares
#suffering
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fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 7:57pm
31st Oct 2024 7:57pm
Lost Traveler
Let's pretend
I traveled over a bend
I went back in time
For no reason or rhyme
To be caught and tried
For someone else's lie
My sentence was death
Uttered under someone's breath
I will not go easy into the night
Once the moon is full I will see the whole site
There are men, women, children and aged souls
All out to see the penalty dolled
I'll be the last to go
Making me witness this horrible show
One was...
I traveled over a bend
I went back in time
For no reason or rhyme
To be caught and tried
For someone else's lie
My sentence was death
Uttered under someone's breath
I will not go easy into the night
Once the moon is full I will see the whole site
There are men, women, children and aged souls
All out to see the penalty dolled
I'll be the last to go
Making me witness this horrible show
One was...
#nightmares
#Halloween
191 reads
14 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 8:58am
6th Oct 2024 8:58am
Nightmare Parallax
I walk the halls where shadows cling
where nothing living stirs
The walls are wet with blackened veins
that pulse with broken words
Each step I take, the ground recoils
or is it I who shift?
This place, alive with writhing thoughts
twists like a cosmic rift
A door appears, its frame a mouth
its teeth like jagged stone
It yawns, a breathless, deathless void
I enter, not alone
A figure stands, but lacks a face
its limbs a tangle, bare
It lifts its hand, but there’s no hand
just fingers made of air ...
where nothing living stirs
The walls are wet with blackened veins
that pulse with broken words
Each step I take, the ground recoils
or is it I who shift?
This place, alive with writhing thoughts
twists like a cosmic rift
A door appears, its frame a mouth
its teeth like jagged stone
It yawns, a breathless, deathless void
I enter, not alone
A figure stands, but lacks a face
its limbs a tangle, bare
It lifts its hand, but there’s no hand
just fingers made of air ...
#dark
#dreams
#nightmares
221 reads
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 11:38am
15th Aug 2024 11:38am
Yesterday at the dentist
Yesterday I went to the dentist
Not to fond of the dentist
I'm in the waiting room
Seems like the place is quiet
I'm the second appointment
Only the receptionist, one other patient & the dentist
From down the hall I hear someone gagging and crying
Sounds like their in horrible pain
The doctor I believe begins yelling at this person
I hear him say, "Would you please shut the fuck up!!"
Then I hear a muffled smack or punch
What I hear next didn't sound right
I...
Not to fond of the dentist
I'm in the waiting room
Seems like the place is quiet
I'm the second appointment
Only the receptionist, one other patient & the dentist
From down the hall I hear someone gagging and crying
Sounds like their in horrible pain
The doctor I believe begins yelling at this person
I hear him say, "Would you please shut the fuck up!!"
Then I hear a muffled smack or punch
What I hear next didn't sound right
I...
#dreams
#funny
#nightmares
#revenge
#satirical
215 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Nightmares
