Donatas studied through another sleepless #Vilnius night.
#Aušrinė slipped in as first light.
Deadlines vanished.
But every new sentence tasted like the cold coffee from the breakfast table
the day his mother left.
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#AnimeHorror #Gothic #DarkPoem #Anime #Otaku #LIthuania
Escape I want to escape. Take me away. Far, far away. Out of my forsaken flesh. Away from this abject anguish. I don't want to be here. I don't want to feel this way. Sensations. Overwhelming. Mind. Breaking. Soul. Prying itself apart. Take me away. Far, far away. I don't want to be here. I don't want to feel this way.
Yet, I know. I know. Escape is an illusion. A brief deceitful deferment. Yet, I need it. I need it. To hold onto the last remaining pieces of me. 19th Kythorn 1492DR
It occurred to me that I haven't written poetry from #RolimOC 's POV in a hot minute.
Mind your spoons, it's dealing with dark themes.
CW: implied SA and dissociation, disconnection of body and mind
#BrokenMirrors #DoraWrites #OriginalPoetry #OriginalPoem #DarkPoetry #DarkPoem
FULL FORCE FRIDAY:🆕Apr 3rd 0⃣2⃣🎧
GREEN CARNATION - A Dark Poem, Part II: Sanguis 🇳🇴⚛️
8th album from Adger, Norwegian Gothic/Prgressive Metal outfit⚛️
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#Green2Carnation #DarkPoem #SeasonofMist #FFFApr3 #KMäN
And the sadness found me like a knife in the dark.
Slipping into my flesh, twisting, twisting—
Spilling crimson through my life.
But beyond the red haze—
I know a new dawn awaits.
#darkpoem #darkpoetry #originalpoem #originalpoetry #writer #femalewriter #aspiringwriter #prosepoem
Fridge hummed at 2 AM.
Bubilas thickened the mead.
Roommate laughed once too sweet.
She drank.
Throat coated.
By morning her texts read like his voice begging for more.
She never answered again.
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#Neringa #AnimeLife #anime #Animes #AnimeLife #Pagan #Poem #DarkPoem #Otaku
Dorm blackout.
#Perkūnas cracks sky.
Lightning forks charger.
Mom's texts burn unread on screen.
Veins char silent.
Thunder mutters "forgotten."
Blue skin stays cold.
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#DarkPoem #Lithuanian #AnimeArt #Lithuania #Anime #animefan #animelove #animeworld #animefans #AnimeFans
Train home.
Earphones loop dead family fight via #Vėjas.
Pause dead.
Words drill temples.
Silver mist rims window pale.
Station blurs past.
Echo coils ribs.
Home never arrives.
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#AnimeStory #DarkPoem #Anime #AnimeGirl #Lithuanian #Lithuania #AnimeGirls #AnimeLife #Poem #Scary
#Kaunas student deletes mom's call.
#Žaltys hisses from neglected plant pot.
Silver scale forces under nail.
Fingers turn green numb.
Parents' faces erase.
Coil squeezes ribs.
Cold stays inside.
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#DarkPoem #BalticMythology #AIArt #Anime #ANimeForever #HorrorAnime #AnimeGirl
#Vilnius dorm at 2 AM.
Radiator hums wrong.
Moonlight through torn curtain.
Rasa skips ritual.
#Gabija coils heat inside.
Veins char silent.
Collapse to ash.
Hunger watches cold.
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#BalticMythology #anime #Animes #AnimeLife #AnimeConnected #Pagan #Paganism #Poem #DarkPoem #Otaku
#Panevėžys vent hisses at 3 AM.
#Laumė braids envy into daughter's sleeping hair.
Silver thread catches moonlight. Throat closes.
Mirror shows a stranger wearing her face.
A pale feather falls.
#Baltic #Mythology #DarkPoem #Anime #AnimeGirl #AnimeUnited #Otakus #OtakusUnited #LIthuania #Animes
The Incubus by Richard H. Fay He enters my dreams in the dead of night, Wreathed in a halo of infernal smoke. He's a handsome but truly dreadful sight, My black angel, one of the fallen folk. He takes me up in his strong, scaly arms And pledges everlasting devotion. I fall for his dark, diabolic charms As my soul drowns in a sinful ocean. I sense the danger in his burning touch, But then lose myself in his glaring eyes. I crave this fatal attraction so much That I cannot bear more woeful goodbyes. I feel my life slowly ebbing away And will not last until the break of day. (Originally published in Sounds of the Night, Issue 2, February 2008.)
Once more into the darkness, romantically....here's a darkly romantic horror poem of mine, penned in the persona of a woman in love with an incubus — "The Incubus".
#poem #poetry #lovepoem #lovepoetry #darkpoem
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@corutaniconnolly.bsky.social
@evelovestar.bsky.social
"A Vengeful Monster" is not the first time I've gone down such a dark path in my poetry.
Several years ago, inspired by my dark feelings toward my abusive parents, I wrote "Visages of Betrayal and Madness". This one actually saw publication.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry
Hey @authorstuartmiller.bsky.social , @corutaniconnolly.bsky.social , @evelovestar.bsky.social , check out my new dark poem above! It's sort of a romantic piece, in a diabolic sort-of-way.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry #succubus
The Succubus (2026) by Richard H. Fay She stepped out of an incandescent mist And sealed my fate with an impassioned kiss. We conceived plans for an eventide tryst Where I lost my soul to infernal bliss. Bewitching sparks lit up her ebon eyes. Luscious lips parted in a lustful grin As dread shades cavorted in darkened skies To celebrate my descent into sin. Naked flesh shivered from her lethal touch. My doomed soul departed this mortal shell And slipped into the Devil’s grasping clutch — Forbidden passions had damned me to Hell! Fall not for this fiend’s nefarious charms Or find yourself caught in Lucifer’s arms!
Completely re-wrote an unpublished dark poem I 1st wrote several years ago (2011?) — "The Succubus". 'Twass one of my less-than-successful attempts at writing sonnets. However, I think this new version is far superior to the clunky 2011(?) one.
#poemn #poetry #sonnet #darkpoem #darkpoetry #succubus
2⃣0⃣2⃣6⃣: THE UPCOMING TERROR ⚔️
➡️April 3rd, 2026⬅️
GREEN CARNATION - A Dark Poem, Part II: Sanguis 🇳🇴⚛️
8th album from Adger, Norwegian Gothic/Prgressive Metal outfit⚛️
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#GreenCarnation #DarkPoem #SeasonofMist #TheUpcomingTerror26 #KMäN
Jouissance
Zu viel Gefühl
an der falschen Stelle.
Lust kippt um
in Schmerz,
ohne Übergang.
Meine Seele kennt nur Extreme:
Entweder Gesetz
oder Zerfall.
#jouissance
#beyondpleasure
#darkpoem
#lacanianstyle
#surrealmind
Redcap of Dunnor Peel by Richard H. Fay Grisly deeds done in days of yore Forever tainted Dunnor Peel. Evil acts performed in years past On guiltless babe and stainless maid Cursed tall tower, damned lordly hall. Behind those walls where murder reigned, Where grim laird once held bloody sway, A borderland haunt prowls the dark. Atop night-blackened battlements, Phantom lights and eldritch murmurs Disturb midnight’s starlit stillness. Iron-shod footsteps stomp across Wooden floors long rotted away. Within that fortress cold and dank, A fiery-eyed dwarf roams the dark. A human caught in Dunnor falls To a pikestaff wickedly thrust Right through his beating mortal heart. The savagely gruesome goblin Re-dyes his faded crimson cap In a pool of freshly spilt blood. With gore-stained hat upon his pate, A murdering fiend stalks the dark. (Originally published in The Scareald, Issue No. 2, October 2012.)
Today's Goblin Week post — my dark poem "Redcap of Dunnor Peel" with my artwork "Peeking Redcap".
I told you you'd bee seeing more redcaps before the week is out.
#poem #poetry #horror #horrorpoem #horrorpoetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry #redcap #goblin #goblinweek
I dream of you,
in ways
I’ll never say
out loud.
You don’t notice,
and I let you.
—Constellations, Callie Ann
#poetry #poetrylovers #lifequotes #Literature #darkpoem #poem
The Worst Fear of All By Richard H. Fay Darkness falls across Both featureless fen And shadowy wood. Full moon shines over Both desolate moor And arable field. Day gives way to night As strange creatures stir And raise a fell din — Plodding ghoulies groan, Soaring ghosties moan, Roving beasties roar, Roaming banshees wail, Drifting spectres shriek, Loping werewolves howl, Traipsing goblins laugh, And straying souls sigh. With such dreadful frights, With such ghastly sounds To assail one’s ears, The worst fear of all Is none of those things. The worst fear of all Is of that unheard Unheralded thing, The silent unknown.
I was wrong when I said "Poetry is Life" is the last of the poems I've written this year I was re-sharing, I missed a couple, including my dark poem "The Worst Fear of All".
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry
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@authorstuartmiller.bsky.social
Buried Secrets By Richard H. Fay Muffled by the earth Piled on your grave, Muted words never heard By your deafened ears Fall from trembling lips And misdeeds unknown Stay ever secret. Silenced by your death, Sharp tongue cannot wag, Stilled voice will not tell, Crimes remain concealed.
Another of the poems I've written this year, another dark poem — "Buried Secrets". It appears on a photo I took a few years ago while on an official tour of the reputedly haunted Forest Park Cemetery.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry
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@corutaniconnolly.bsky.social
A Mystery Better Left Alone By Richard H. Fay As I undo the rusty latch Binding this fusty tome, I eagerly await answers To arcane questions Sane folk never dare ask. Beneath the bound cover, Within crackling pages Rendered from human flesh, I seek to learn forbidden lore, And solve the riddle of life. Reading words penned in blood, Gaining knowledge forsaken by all, I forfeit my very soul To resolve a mystery Better left alone.
Here's a poem I wrote earlier this year that marked my return to dark/horror poetry — "A Mystery Better Left Alone".
I still think my darker poems numbers among my strongest. I will always be a dark poet at heart.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry
@authorstuartmiller.bsky.social
There are things in the dark
that don’t wait for night.
They wait for you
to close your eyes.
#horror
#booksky
#readersky
#poem
#darkpoem
The Devourer Took a New Name by Richard H. Fay Through the ages of stone, bronze, and steel, The deathless thing spent endless eons Stalking the moonlit midnight forest, Haunting humanity’s darkest dreams, Sapping the lifeblood of innocents, Devouring mankind’s most tender sprigs. Moulded to match each mortal’s terror, Named a thousand times by countless scribes, Depicted in a million guises Imagined by many troubled minds, The dreadful soul wove his frightful webs ‘Til rational thought weakened those threads. Bored with stealthy nocturnal tramping, Tired of his diabolic trappings, Ignored instead of worshipped and feared, Neutered by pragmatic disbelief, The restless shade sought more perverse ways To ensnare prey in a modern world. Grasping man's hectic celebrations, Hiding in the commercial bustle Of racing rats lacking elder sense, Adopting a mad season's symbol, The fell fiend became cherished icon Clad in crimson to slake bloody thirst. Before elfin crew, Behind kindly mask, Beneath flowing beard, Under newest name, Children came to him; Santa.
Just a reminder that I am a dark poet at heart and that I have written dark holiday poems on occasion — my dark Christmas piece "The Devourer Took a New Name", originally published December 7, 2009, in issue 364 of Bewildering Stories.
#darkpoem #darkpoetry #poem #poetry
Murder in the Rain By Richard H. Fay Rain falls. Rivulets flow down This lonely dark lane. Blood drips From my gore-stained axe, Reddening the stream. Streaks mar Your once ruddy cheeks Now turned ghastly pale. Deed done, I slowly tromp on As the rain still falls.
Added my new dark poem "Murder in the Rain" to a digital manipulation of an image of drops of rain by sourabhkrishna806 obtained from Pixabay. Image I used is free for use under the Pixabay Content License.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry #horror #horrorpoem #horrorpoetry
Silences betray me in teased, umbral breaths, pulled from deep inside me by the sheer promise of death. A temptation of infinity in chariots aglow. A promise of what needs to be from something less than known. Can the mind every unshatter once this madness does take hold? Will the world ever matter if this heart would be so bold?
This one's a bit dark...
#foxprose #poem #poet #Darkpoem #poetry #skypoet #poetrysky #blueskypoets #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #prompt #Nov17
The Worst Fear of All By Richard H. Fay Darkness falls across Both featureless fen And shadowy wood. Full moon shines over Both desolate moor And arable field. Day gives way to night As strange creatures stir And raise a fell din — Plodding ghoulies groan, Soaring ghosties moan, Roving beasties roar, Roaming banshees wail, Drifting spectres shriek, Loping werewolves howl, Traipsing goblins laugh, And straying souls sigh. With such dreadful frights, With such ghastly sounds To assail one’s ears, The worst fear of all Is none of those things. The worst fear of all Is of that unheard Unheralded thing, The silent unknown.
Wrote a new poem, and it's another dark speculative piece — "The Worst Fear of All".
I'm proud of it!
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry #speculativepoem #speculativepoetry
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Added the poem I penned yesterday, "Buried Secrets", to a cemetery photo I took a few years ago while on an official tour of Forest Park Cemetery. Works as good as any I could find elsewhere.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry #buried #secrets
What Greets Me at the End By Richard H. Fay My hedonistic life spent Revelling in mortal sins Leads to blood and twisted steel Smoking below a smashed rail. Blackness blots out the carnage While a grave chill dulls the pain. Stars flash before sightless eyes As a sense of falling yanks Consciousness back from the brink Of sweet, blissful nothingness. Down a tunnel I tumble Toward a glaring white light. Savage brightness engulfs all. Thoughts and feelings become lost In a hollow emptiness Until pale images add Familiar shapes and colours To the glimmering canvas. Songbirds twitter atop elms Lining an idyllic lane, While picket fences stand guard Around cheery verdant lawns. Friendly faces of my youth Blithely welcome me back home. Memories of simpler days Thaw my hypothermic heart. Eager fingers raise the latch Of a gladly recalled gate, But one touch triggers decay; Cold iron crumbles to dust. Colours run as shapes dissolve. Trees melt like burning tapers. Disturbed from their stately roosts, Great flocks raise a raucous din And transform into fell beasts Dimming the morbid grey sky. Uncertainty gives way to Dreadful realization As screaming souls soar above A lifeless lunar landscape. Old Scratch dressed in suit and tie Greets me with a crooked smile: "Welcome to Hell." (Originally published in the May 2011 Issue of Cover of Darkness.)
Day 31 of "31 Days of Spooky/Dark/Horror Poetry". For this 31st and last day, it's "What Greets Me At The End", originally published May 2011 in Cover of Darkness.
Happy Halloween!
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry
Necromancy By Richard H. Fay mouldering crypts tombs desecrated necromancer's realm sanguineous ink incantations scripted necromancer's tome macabre magic apparitions questioned necromancer's art stolen coffin corpse reanimated necromancer's slave muculent mass tentacles writhe necromancer's pet mephitic fumes miasma suffocates necromancer's death (Originally published in Bete Noire, Issue #17, October 2014.)
Day 15 of "31 Days of Spooky/Dark/Horror Poetry". Today's poem: "Necromancy", originally published Oct 2014 in Issue 17 of Bete Noire.
Background image digital manipulation of image by philriley427obtained from Pixabay. Free for use under the Pixabay Content License.
#poem #poetry #darkpoem
