Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,490)

Give me back!
My poetry words,
You are so bad!
To steal my feelings,
I am so sad!
To see this happening,
I am so scared!
Of another dealing.

All hands on deck!
The captain is coming,
Skipper men the ropes!
A sea storm is brewing,
1st mate hard to port!
The winds are changing,
Scumbags say your prayers!
Set a course through the non living.

Life where is the
meaning?
Where is my existence?
Where do i belong?
Where is my place
in the circle of life?
Where shall i find it
and when?
For older i am now
how long must i wait?
Do i figure it out
as death bring me to
her bedside?
How then can i pass
it on to others?
I guess that is why
it is still a secret.

I can not believe
all that i have
been through and
yet no weight has
been lifted yet.
GASP
GRAB
I guess this is
my life for there
is no more for me.
I gasp for my last
breathe as i reach
for your hand but
mine goes limp
and my time on earth
is done.
I bid you a farewell
and say hello to my
father in heaven.
For my time on earth
is done and i have
ran my course.

A curse on the burden of
essence, tis a spark not
a flame burning bright,
for it has no reprieve or
forgivness, slips away as
a thief in the night,

The promise is not as it
seems, its merit be dammed
and be done, see the lie
see the trick, see the
truth, in the name of the
father and son.

Memories of ages buried in dust
Only in dreams memories dwell
Love and hate forgotten by time
Loneliness lies at the door of night

Loneliness lies in memories haze
Loneliness dwells in shadows of hell
Events in life are written in stone
Chosen before your life has begun

Destines hand was your own free choice
To live and learn what is life about
Hell is created by regrets of this life
Heaven is...what ever you want.

We evolve through perception,
Damn this conception we should have been born with perfection,
And to hell with this deception,
The deception is the beast, the devil is not,
We know better dont let them win or surely this will be the final feast,
the perception is missing in natures eyes the truth we know will surely make us cry, but we shall never die,
An evolutionary step is to never forget,
But to learn from regret!...

On a single woven web
she climbs down by her feet
Something in her head
tells her she needs something more to eat
That's when she noticed me
in the corner of my room
It didn't take her long
'til she spun me into her cocoon
I was really frightened
I was scared to death
It felt like I was dying
when I began running out of breath
The more that I struggled
the more I felt paralyzed
As she began crawling on me
heading straight for my eyes
That's when I noticed
she was giving birth to her young
And with a mothers grace
gently placed them underneath my tongue
I just gave in
there was no fighting back
My mind was wearing thin
and my eyes were turning black
As I came too
I could no longer feel her eggs
But as I began to move
I was walking on eight creepy leggs
On a single woven web
climbing down by my feet
Something in my head
tells me I need something more to eat

In one small moment, a knife so sharp. Had sunken so far. My breast lay bear, my heart lay open. Head held up, unto the heavens. I think it's rain, but tis tears. I wish this pain away. I will it with all my might. Though this pain doesn't end. I think of medicine, but there isn't any. I think of everything I can, but I find not. Here I keep thinking.. My words seem formless, shallow I wish I was. In each box in my mind, I try to bury another emotion. Quicker and faster I go, the pace can not slow. For my mind is as quick sand, each second is another moment of pain dragged on through eternity, as I drown in a sea of my own agony.

soaring through my emotions
no body sees me, to them i am a blimp
standing tall in the sky,
providing advertisement for local industries

but i, like my forefathers before me,
dream of bigger things,
the concord raging inside of me
struggling against my blimp exterior

my engines roar
my loins burn,
i fire through the mythical dungeon,
the glistening glass ceiling finally broken
a star is born.

soaring through the heavens
she floats like a butterfly
but stings... me

she opens her wings
i refuel my concord
sweet release
we are as one

DID YOU SNOW THAT BEFORE
That’s how it goes
The rain bounces off the concrete
And then some days it snows
When it’s difficult to lift one’s feet

Now imagine you have to get somewhere
A place where peace is found and personified
It doesn’t matter how far a trip you must bear
While thirteen inches of snow is by which your trip is defied

Now I’m talking about a place of perfect peace residing there
But hanging in a closet six miles away is your armor for protection
A place where few people would go from force or out of fear
But then you envision a shooting gallery where relaxation is found with every calming injection

Whilst outside a tenement window a teenager views the snow
And he never need wonder why he ends up there within
He hears the soothing sigh of every shot and the sound of the wind to blow
While the teen knows that going to a damnable domain is a sacrilegious sin

Now that once young teenage boy has swiftly turned too old
Yet and still he treks anywhere a junkie goes
‘It doesn’t matter if it’s 99 degrees or a freezing and frigid cold
Let’s look at it this way, at least there ain’t no grass to mow
And Lord knows this is one junkie ain’t going to be hampered by two feet of snow
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