Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,485)

No more black or white chessmen
On the chessboard
All is colored in red .
The life became a bad game;
You realize the gain
Is that you are still alive
Passers-by run through the puddles,
My beloved time of the year .
And I'm standing with a poster – NO WAR
On the square
Among the spring

denomination
of souls
fouled
of
reaped putridness
carried
by scar stained eyes
in a bloodied bath of quest
to dark prosper all mankind
with a stroke of a black brush of defiant deed
. . . . . . .
for whence he arrives
amassed numbers cumulative in continuance. . .

The band they "Do" march to the beat of "My" drum
Defined and placed where "I" need them to be
As "I" stare through "My" gaze of pictures "I" paint
As "I" sit and think of what's next to come.

Perhaps deep inside "I" see life is just wrong
What they say, what they think, what they do in their life
Maybe it's working just only for them
For "Me" it's not right and "YOU'LL CHANGE IT RIGHT NOW".

You're kidding right!!!!!!........aren't you!!!
As you mess with "My" head
"YOU'LL NEVER SUCCEED TO HAVE IT YOUR WAY".

"I" get more players to join "My" band
To trumpet "My" thoughts of how it will be
As "I" think of whats right in this play of "My" life~



~Bentlee~

It made me dread; the thought of me. For he meant dead; that's not-what i wannabe. An abuse of power! That is for sure. Life i have, but one; it's dear to me. If i lose life, i will be alone. Dispossess me instead. Take my coats, all; these can be renewed. Cars, land and houses; take, though i have few. Ooh! but my life! spare it for me. For i can't replace, that, that's dear to me!

You grumpy old whingers, complainers and verbally challenged cringers...'ooooh, it's so hot'...'ooooh, it's so cold'..Shut up!!!

The government is crap, they are bleeding us dry, job cuts, tax rises, NHS down the pan..Shut up!!!..you same moaning complainers who voted them in...

'I hate my job, I hate where I live, I wish I had more money....Shut your mouths!!!..go and sleep in cardboard city, jobless and penniless, and thieving your next meal...

Ooooh..'I just bought a new handbag, I want those gorgeous shoes....oh no, i'm broke till the end of the month!!!!...Shut your mouth!!!

Going to the gym..wishing you were slim..'oh I wish I was as slim as her' you say, while you stuff your face with a bucket of KFC!!!

Only been abroad once this year, the neighbours have been away twice...SO WHAT..!!!..some don't go at all for years, you cringing, moaning, energy sapping, woe is me....

AAAAARRRGGGHHHH..!!!!!....SHUT UP..!!!

Am I all alone underneath this broadening sky
I asked an insect who pointed to an old tree in a reply
Excuse me tree but do you have the answers to life
He dropped an apple and said this will give you knowledge if you take a bite
The surface was cold and I released a sigh
It tasted sweet but was fermented with a bitter lie
He pointed to a maze and said there is a brigde at the end of this trail
And if I make it over the darkness and jagged cliffs than I would prevail
The suspenspension bridge was tired, narrow, and long
Nervousness was never ending and would only maintain if I was strong
I scratched and clawed finding stregnth to grip the rails
Inch by inch everyday leaving behind my living hell
I leaned into the wind and contemplated that if I should fall
Would there be nothing in this world to catch me at all
Geronimo! I jump and I fade away from the light
Every night I wake up from this dream of mine

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In the dark of night
When the moon is ripe
And loneliness my companion
Sad songs drifting sounding tripe
Fuelling my ghastly depression

There I sit watching misery
Spider walking up the wall
Whisky bottle brings memories
Memory takes me to a dance hall

There I met her tall and blonde
A vision so divine
Our eyes met was love's sight
I had to make her mine

Love blossomed, was like a dream
Was all that I'd prayed for
Together we would build our life
All that I wanted and more

Day came that we wed
Our vows we did speak
Man and wife we did become
And love grew from week to week

Word came I did not want
My heart ripped from my chest
A driver drunk, took her life
And I had to put her to rest

Darkness closed in all around
Was nothing left to live for
What I cherished, all was gone
And life is but a whore

In the dark of night
When the moon is ripe
And loneliness my companion
Sad songs drifting sounding tripe
Fuelling my ghastly depression

I'm living in a childish game, I'm like a puppet without a name. Soon your gonna pull my strings, then the magic show begins.
Take a seat one and all, see me about to crumble & fall. my hands and feet are on display. Doing at will, at your dismay.
Taunting and probing me, Confusing my mental capacity.
Controlling my every move. Setting bars that I cannot elude.
Trying to conceal & break free. This turmoil is slowly poisining me.
The system try's to break me down, changed my smile to a frown.
Working hard everyday, the stress of life won't let me play.
When will this madness end. Will it be when life ends....

I love you
who is unkind to me
selfish one
who has me not in his thoughts,
feelings unwelcomed
to man from heart
against both, i fought.

I love you
who hurts me so
sword in hand
against me you strike
i fall to rise, to cradle you
i feel, i hear your cries.

I love you
to hell and back
my love with you shall always be
but all i ask
what of my tears
what of your love for me.

Gossamer sails on boat of skulls
Sailing on the river of the dead
Beneath waters wide open mouths
Silently screaming their agonies
Bony fingers claw at the boat
Desperate to reclaim life
But uncaring the boat sails on
Onwards to our destination
Hooded figure steers the boat
With bony hand on tiller
Unmoving, not a word was spoken
Black angels flying overhead
Singing their mournful songs
These songs so dark and eerie
To set your teeth on edge
And in the distance other boats
Are drifting to and fro
Carrying their damned cargoes
To some far distant shore
And all this time a doomed sound
Kept ringing out so loud
And with this sound the spoken words
Bring out your dead