Black Humor Poems Novels & Stories

“Non-lethal. Meant to incapacitate. You're welcome.” There was a long pause. I blinked a couple times. Then a laugh broke out of me before I could stop it. It wasn’t bitter, more disbelieving than anything. “Of course. That explains the prick and the blackout. I knew Anya hadn’t flattened me, but poison darts? Really? My sense of humor must be broken if I find this funny.” Anya actually chuckled again, clearly enjoying herself. Ka’id grimaced. “I’m sorry. Truly.”

She dances gracefully at the ominous and dark room as she wonders and hum the eerie tone with her mind that pin and sinks to the poem she made and curse to the very core. “Well, well, well, who among you readers wanted to read my hell of a curse poem?” Teasing a daring, she continues to hum the devil’s lullaby as she whispers the words of the poem. TOMIKO’S HELL Round and round our life spins and about Twist and turn you can hear a silent scream Up and down what a lovely dream Until you find yourself eating a flesh cream Oh, how ironic living and dying In the world where everything is pretty much boring

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!

Heh…Crack…Heh…HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA… Laughter. Sickening twisted maddening laughter. That was all Naraja could hear inside of him after the mysterious black-figure had said those words. Naraja didn’t know why, but he just wanted to beat this thing’s ass so painfully and brutally. Those words and that tone was all too ludicrous. It all just pissed him off to the fullest. Naraja: “Heh, heh. Yeah. Oh yeah. We can definitely reconcile right here and right now you worthless piece of shit!!”

The shadows wavered, a dark tendril reaching out but failing to touch them. Sandra, closing her eyes, visualized a protective light surrounding the house, her heartbeat steady and strong. Mathapelo whispered, “We are stronger together. We will not be broken again.” Humor in the Darkness Even amid fear, humor became a tool for resilience. Tshepo muttered, “If a shadow tries to hit me, I’ll tackle it. Who says ghosts are faster than humans?” Gail added, “I hope ghosts are afraid of colored pencils because I’m armed.”

Noah flinched, “Well, let’s look at the bright side… at least he didn’t vaporize himself.” Blackie snorted, “…he can’t vaporize himself any more than you can soothe yourself.” “Oh. Well… at least he didn’t vaporize the water he’d already drunk?” “Yeah, good thing that one finely steamed stomach wasn’t on the menu…” “…Blackie …I realize that black humor fits in well with your name… and personality… but there is such a thing as being too black!” QAQ (≖_≖) “Is that a veiled insult where you tell me that I shouldn’t be myself, Black?”

Doesn’t know, Doesn’t know. This mannerless heart Doesn’t heed ’ve seen Havana from the air. I’ve seen this and that After eating the water caltrop of a lion, I’ve seen roaring of the lion I’ve roamed around the world. And then I pushed the world back. Bollywood or Hollywood, both are very jolly-good. On the mountain of black mustard seeds, I’ve seen a 3 footed Liliputian. If anyone repeats after me. I’ll punch that rascal in the face.

"Hush little baby, don't say a word..." His voice is like nails on a chalkboard. He butchers the familiar tune of "Hush Little Baby," turning it into a comedic masterpiece. I feel a snicker rising up my throat, and before I know it, I'm giggling. The pain is still there, but Javier's atrocious singing is the absurd distraction I need. I laugh until tears stream down my face, my body shaking with mirth. Javier, oblivious to his own lack of musical talent, continues to sing with gusto, a goofy grin spreading across his face.

Not impossible why this person became one of them, another beast in the making. “Well, you’ve done a good job. This time, I know they will go insane with the missing formula for the cure. “Dr. Black laughed in a loud sarcastic voice. The person laughed even louder with him. They both looked like twin beasts disguised in a human form. Mr. Black reported the matter to the humanoids’ master.

One could never expect from him to be serious. "I am a straight man too." I asserted towards him, raising my voice with a poker face. "Who knows?" He voiced out which irritated me more. Oh Jesus Chirst, save him before I successfully murder him and his lame humor. "Can you just kill me?" I asked, frustratingly. "You should not be worrying, you know you will die anyway." He answered back. "What the fuck? I just can not make sense of, how the fuck you and your thick brain could think of such a lame humor." I asserted back to him.