Dark Poetry Poems (2,487)

Lying on the grass in Newtown Cemetary
To see the setting Sun in his hot ire
Drown in a riot of colour - soon sparkling sky -
As Titan sinks now in a sea of fire.
Bright trace remains- although the day must die -
The sinking sun to night almost retired
In what will be a darkling mess of stars
Which mix full soon in moonlight's shining bars.

The dying light, with pink and scarlet shot
Through with indigo, and purple fading rays
Spans the sky now - above our Earthly lot
With colours dancing as the twilight fades.
This Sydney night hangs still and heavy - hot
The gloaming gone as darkness now invades -
Then all around me tends to soft charcoal
As true night time comes upon my soul.

Gravestones lean in odd black silhouettes
Jumble stones which cover these old lives
So old now that their ancestors forget
To tend these plots where memory survives.
With all feelings gone - of joy or of regret -
There is an angels face which now contrives
To show her rotten features old and pitted -
As the full Moon haunts her broken visage.

Where once she was an angel on a grave
She's now a broken whore - with hair cascading -
With nothing left of looks except to save
So little of for which she was created.
Maybe her former beauty now she craves -
Her weathered looks I stare at facinated;
With orange sandstone sparkles in her face
Now lending to this moment a strange grace.

The dark water stains from lost ancient rains
Run down her face - to etch and pock each feature -
For she cries black tears now - nothing remains -
To the ravages of time she doth surrender.
Broken lips over broken teeth - her lost refrains;
And nothing I could say would ever reach her;
Time flows endlessly - in rivers of deep sorrow -
And a broken angel, weeps for a lost tomorrow.


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In the meantime, I got lost in this
maze of mist, fog, and frogs
I can't imagine myself, not knowing
the features, specs, nor the support
I guess, not worthy, not being storage
Without my memory intact? Therefore!

when I am free the dark well move into light and set my wings for final flight, maybe in the day but probably in the night, when I am free I well let go of all the past, when I am free there be no fear my sprit well soar across the sky I well need not worry or wonder why, the holy land i well arrive when I am am free my ashes blow in to the wind need not to lose or have to win when I am free there well be no more misery or tragedy striped from the blood that hold my skin, broken bones from within never have to be here again, when I am free no more running from the pain no one left for me to blame, no more ringing of the bell sleeping clocks stop no more no more when I am free.

In the stillness of my decay
What is left of yesterday
Things that won’t fade away
The last of those sunny days
Turning slowly into grey

In the night of my loneliness
Moonlight shares a sweet caress
Once was life is emptiness
The nest in the meadow cress
Empty now and in distress

In the gloom of a dreary day
In the drench of soaking spray
Puddles my thoughts in clay
The lake that surrounds the quay
Solemn I am its tranquil bay

In the silence of the past
A question I could have asked
A memory that also passed
But one I still holdfast
One that will always last

In the stillness of my decay
What is left of yesterday
Things that won’t fade away
The last of those sunny days
Turning slowly into grey

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!

~ Tis Halloween Eve ~

Beware the Ghosts & Demons that crave your soul
on Halloween’s Eve ~

They seek you - they slither - they crawl

The Ghosts & Goblins swarm to have you for their feast & delight as the midnight clocks strikes your undoing!

Be forewarned the spirits of the dead, burned witches of the past crying out in the night sending spine tingling pains through out your body, rendering it raw to the touch!

Tis a scary sight indeed as a Two Headed ghoul
swallows a live screaming toad that it has in it’s clutches!

It’s enjoys unquenchable delight as he feels the toad
wiggle and slither down it’s gullet ~

Beware ~ The ghoul wants you next ~

Thy doorbell is ringing, here comes the bedeviled children drawn by the ominous glow of your door’s
Jack-o‘-lantern ~

They are not the normal children clutching at
your sugar candy & gifts of apple ducking in
a galvanized pail ~

They are the children from
the cemetery of the sinister side ~
Seeking your soul to toss it into the dark pit
of eternity ~

Poet JimEee

Campbells and winchesters,
Dean,sam and John,
Together they are the Hunters,
Of the unknown Supernaturals.



They summoned,shoot.stakes and burnt,
Their preys of lore and legend,
Vampires,shapeshifters,zombies and demons,
You name them and they fought with them.



Castiel is their guardian Angel,
Against the yellow eyed demon Azazel,
Chosen a human with demon's blood,
To open up the Hell's gate.



Then there is Lilith the white,
Daughter to the father of lies,
Who wants to break 66 seals,
To free Supreme Lucifer from Hell.



There's two ways to kill a fallen,
One of their own ancient dagger,
Another is a Colt demon killing gun,
Which leaves more monster trails for the hunt.

SomeTime I Think
OtherTime I Sink
SomeTime I Drink
AnotherTime I Blink
SomeTime I Sink
SomeTime I Link
SomeTime
SomeTime
Some---

Now who the hell you are
PUBLIC ?!?

Neither you are my FRIEND
Nor you are my TREND

Neither you reply to my MAIL
Nor you accept you are FAIL(ed)

You still talk on ME
You still staying like a TREE

You are good through your LENS
but
This is diabolical murder of my SENSe


[ am so weired(advuta) i dont need you lunermaug who talks in their own circle with two eyes only !!!]

Every time you see
A CROW
Who is said to be your
BRO

Every time you look
At a MAN(in CS)
He cuts your PC from
The LAN(net) !!!