Homicidal Mania By Richard H. Fay In the mad fantasies of my warped mind, I’ve murdered you over ten thousand times. I’ve killed you one hundred different ways, Each more gruesomely ghastly than the last. Sick of your harsh looks and judgmental stares, I’ve jabbed meatforks into your bulging eyes, Twisted ‘til your brain became gory mush, Then scooped out the bloody mess with a spoon. Done with your irate sighs and wrathful words, I’ve sliced out your tongue with a rusty blade, Poured a bucket of rocksalt down your throat, Then watched in pleasure as you gagged and choked. Weary of your cruel grip and clumsy touch, I’ve bound you in ropes and sawed off your hands, Flayed the flesh from your mutilated form, Then waited patiently while you bled out. I wonder what new horrors awaits you In my diabolical dreams tonight?

NEW DARK POEM, and it's possibly my sickest dark poem to date — "Homicidal Mania".

Writing a sick work like this shows just what kind of mood I'm in today — darker than dark!

Eh, it's cathartic!

#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry

@authorstuartmiller.bsky.social
@corutaniconnolly.bsky.social

A Vengeful Monster By Richard H. Fay Ravaged by hatred, Damaged by abuse, Wronged by humankind, I seethe in anger. Bloodied and broken But still drawing breath, I become a beast Feral and savage. My tormented mind Forms devilish thoughts. My tortured spirit Turns as black as pitch. This heart transfigures Into icy shards. This body transforms Into a brute’s frame. Human becomes fiend Lacking higher grace. Man becomes monster Lacking mortal cares. My fists will deal pain; My claws will rend flesh; My teeth will draw blood; Vengeance will be mine!

Because I'm in one of those dark moods today, I'm re-sharing my fairly recently penned dark poem "A Vengeful Monster".
#poem #poetry #darkpoem #darkpoetry #monster #revenge #vengeance

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.
x.com/ZymantasStud...

#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.
x.com/ZymantasStud...

#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.
x.com/ZymantasStud...

#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.
x.com/ZymantasStud...

#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.
x.com/ZymantasStud...

#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.
x.com/ZymantasStud...

#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

#gothicpoetry #WutheringHeights #poetry #darkpoem #victorian #writingcommunity

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
@authorstuartmiller.bsky.social
@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⚛️

BC➡️greencarnationsom.bandcamp.com/album/a-dark...⚛️

#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
@corutaniconnolly.bsky.social
@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
@authorstuartmiller.bsky.social
@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
@authorstuartmiller.bsky.social @corutaniconnolly.bsky.social

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