Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,485)

Shackled to a couple of dead men then thrown off from a boat
The River Styx is so polluted with lost and abandonned souls
Screaming bullets riddle the twighlight piercing holes into the night
Incarceration within a bubble ready to burst inside my mind
The language barrier thickens as communication begins to die
Am I being disassembled, disconnected, sent to a desert and classified
Because I am nothing but an empty shell a former image of myself
Just give my hands a loaded bible and I will shoot my way through hell
Where prayers echo into the infinite, but are as shallow as a cell
So sit upon your angry chair where noone cares to hear the stories that you tell
The Deciever likes to whisper the wrong choice into my ear
But I believe remorse leads to redemption so I shall not fear
You see I am not frightened by darkness and I am not afraid of heights
I was nurtured in a dark womb and from birth Ive been reaching for the sky
Peripheral vision is no illusion, because I can see you by my side
Just give me the stripes that I came for and let me do my time

Because Im dying to get what I came for

...and I am ready to die to keep what is mine

3rdB & 5thM
Fallujah 2/24/05
~ JJF~

This scorpion,
Claws at ready,
Tail raised,
Stinger deadly,
Barbed with poison,
I strike and it dies,
My target chosen,
5 sets of eyes,
Unblinking open,
They mesmerize,
I shun the light,
Under my rock,
Beware your step,
Wherever you walk...

You made me feel broken,
Thousand pieces hidden inside,
You left me alone to die tonight!
You never kept your promise,
That you would never hurt me like that,
But now the game is over
And you left me alone to die tonight!
How did this even happened?
Where did we make the wrong turn?
Why did you say those awful things?
And left me alone to die tonight!
How could you do this to me?
What made you changed your mind?
I still see your cunning smile,
When you left me alone to die tonight!

Deaths grip is chilling me
Maybe I should close the door
I don't want to be afraid
But the surface feels so cold
In my mind there is a back door
Maybe some place I could hide
I see the lines on my face
The mirror doesn't lie
Of all that I have overcome
I just can not challenge age
So I embrace the love for my life
And mark off the days

*JJF*
4/18/2013

Into the silvery moon beans stepped
a damsel most comely, hair spun like gold
shiny dagger at her waist kept clasped
towards her victims she was so ice-cold

She enticed them into her dark world
there to seduce and send them insane
captivated them as round she swirled
once they were caught, their souls she would constrain

Bending them to her hot fiery passions
by love alone she could hold them spellbound
in her arms there were no earthly frictions
her lithe body kept their love newfound

Come to me, love me she sang with rapture
now your soul , I will hunt down and capture

In darkness prey,
hunts a vampire
Empty within
look into the eyes
without soul
Sucking life's feelings,

drained beautiful thoughts
Savoring frozen emotions,
falling on top
Biting deep
into flesh

Draining hurt tastes
To savor
each drop
Lusting eyes,
without soul
pleasure hurts

Love tastes beautiful
Sipping slowly,
without emotion
Until the last drop
Smiling taste ache

Broken heart
Died love
On the last drop,
cold without life
In you

i have been bitten
in the deepest chambers
cold black
frosted ice
cracks begin
showing

watch were you are skating
oh but i am not depressed
in fact the very opposite
raging mad
like a red rag to a bull

a bird shit on my nest
blowing the main fuse
like a flash of lightning
heartless burning
deep inside

beyond my wildest belief
to have the balls
cold as steel
i shake your hand

tainted my little paradise
drawing the past
latest conquest
a place dear to me
were i grew up

laughter and happiness echos
in the mind beautiful
i have no words
to say
cutting

in blue cold steel
on the blades edge
on thin ice
breaking up

i say forward
driving it in
the dagger opening
a deep wound
in the heart

Sweet dreams of the mind,fantasys never to find. The desperate heart wallows in bareness of empty depth,never daring to be found. Kindness is weakness,love is turnd to lust,plucked clean of everything and left for dust. Leaving a body of empty crust,hollowd out by human lust.

Death's Hooded chair

Once crafted by a French,
It was imbued with a curse,
On a equinox midnight,
Agent of Death on its way came to rest,
upon the 13th hooded chair it sat,



and left some of its magic when it left,
abrupt when the owner stole a glance,
He mistook the figure for a burglar,
And went swiftly to the chair to inspect,
Finding nothing to be damaged he test,
by sitting on that cursed hooded chair,



Deadly silent was filling in the air,
His mood changed dramatically,
A sense of foreboding doom across his face!
He knew his time on earth was up,
Just before he left the hooded chair alone,
He placed his tools upon its seat pad,
That was a Mark of one resigned,
Never to ply his craft again.



A note he left to his loving wife written,
LET NOONE SIT ON THIS DAMM CHAIR!
for i have seen death rest and placed his hand!
No mortal will live a fortnight,
should his body lay upon it to relax.
He died the following week,
A crate of snakes fell beside him,
The cause of his death was poison from snake bite.



His widow left everything behind,
Soon another tragic tale would began.

to be continued. . .

Hello citizens of Gotham city
I'm here to save you
beware enemies of romantic love
in my tights of black and gray..

To you Batwoman
when I touch you
it's like holding my breath
for hours and days
even years
then coming up for air..

Then when the black dots
appear in my vision
I remove all of my bat layers
after freezing all winter long
I take it all off
and run naked through the Joker's garden..

I am dark and mysterious
ever so dangerous
a taunting shadow walking
I am your dark knight
strong willed
and hard headed..