Dark Horror Poems - Poems about Dark Horror

We cured death on a Tuesday, launched the trial on a Thursday, by Friday, 14% of the test group was gnawing on the janitorial staff. Still, the press was kind. “Remarkable resilience,” they wrote, as Unit 42A chewed through its restraints, and tried to bite a cameraman. We called them SoulSavers™, engineered for eternal youth, a proprietary blend of nanites, CRISPR, and just a dash of...

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they bite and tear the biters do these unseen nighters circling for should you sleep give unto thee then wake to find their wound on you then wake to find their wound ...

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it began with a creak, low and hollow, as if the staircase exhaled a secret meant only for me. at first, i told myself it was nothing— just the old bones of the house shifting, just the wind brushing the eaves. but then came the whisper: soft, deliberate, threading through the night like cold fingers. “come closer,” it said. i stayed still. the air thickened. my heart tapped...

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I saw a storm of Ice and Stone, Curling North the footed hill; From which grows the cold and bone, Beholden to whom the beggars kill. The ashen clouds above the alabaster- A sieve to the dense and wet- Hurls itself upon a pastor Who preaches that which isn't yet. I saw a wyrm, or an armless slither, Bubble from the preacher's mouth. It...

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My mother and I sat on the porch, Talking and laughing, I heard a sound, This made my heart pound. I sat frozen and still, Like I had been loaded to a fill, My mother asked to know what had happened, I told her I heard a terrifying sound. We went inside the house, Startled by what we saw, A face appeared in the mirror, It...

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My worst nightmare sat down beside me With the most angelic face And whispered things too hard to swallow His smile sweetening the taste “All that’s wicked has the upper hand “All that’s pure has gone to waste.”...

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And then it came in the final bang. The future devastation when the last bird sang. Eerie silence and dust filled air, toxic contamination too much to bare. What was before no longer known, a new species evolving soon to roam? Bereaved you’re spirit embraced the cold no longer a soul but the devils gold. Unsightly changes soon set in, popping...

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I blundered … through the dark forest - I knew where I was headed though I’d lost the trail many hours hence but darkness had now fallen and my face and arms were etched red from my many stumbles (tripping in the inky black briars) … the scream came again though scream was not the word for it - no, not nearly the word for the...

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The great and never ending Always pretending To be that big f@@k of a presence His essence too shallow His steps too big There's no rhythm Just sweat And odor The mindless excursion From thoughts of twisted perversion The path is always crooked The night is always deep Dark and slippery His stomach empty He lurks… Waiting Broken jagged teeth Ripped flesh and bone Traces of life Gone Gone Gone ...

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Blood, a stew filled with body parts; Head on a platter; Subtly mixed....

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A cadaver’s revenge, bleeds eyes at every clench, A forever nightmare, hunting souls everywhere....

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Under the sun and moon, flawed men linger in the cold Who in the mist of darkness, cut and rip apart trees eons old While stepping on grass and insects for wood to be sold Deaf to the pleas the light within makes to them while men seek for gold To make for themselves gods...

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NOT incarnated in an unlight inside this Great Hookworm's duotoroidal traumedy- NOR feverously skeined 'tween the Void's warp-weft over timeleft psukhai shivering- NIL latency in thoughtfoam friths or thrice-past-madness witnesses to Tantalus' entelechy. IT wasn't borne on echoes whooping back from Death's sublime ecstasies; WASN'T found in belching peals abounding out of Entropy's anamnestic reveries- AND even the Twin Trees'...

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Ten years ago today, four innocent people in a pharmacy were shot. It took just thirty something minutes for the murderer to be caught. The two employees survived but the pharmacist and his customer died. The murderer is in prison for two attempted murders and two homicides. The murderer shot those four people because of some medication. He left two...

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condemned souls afire hotter than a thousand suns ~ lucifer's abode Hell Haiku Poetry Contest Sponsored by Robert James Liguori Date written: 03/27/2023...

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