Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,485)

To you black rose
Look deep into the centre
The very inner depth
colourless beauty

From a pack of lies
Left with the thorns,
scratching my inner body
In agony
I howl

Killing me slowly
Eating the soul in me
coloured
dark lies
Shades inner beauty

In the depth
my heart cold
From the inner you,
my dungeon hell
No fury

My rose,
for you black
Left on this page
The heart's colour

With a kiss
Goodbye black,
Magic with love
Turns colours
beautiful

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Hopeful but its so mundane
Filling the hollowness with more empty pleasure
But it takes my hand and and walks me through this withering decay
Into the ecliptic silence,
Self medicated diluted dreams
A mixture of over stimulation and desensitizing me
Somewhere between ominous and beautiful
Letting the darkness consume my conscious brain
Until the sun can realign and pulls me back into this day
To overcome this strange numbness
Of self inflicted shadowing
Butterflies once warmed me up inside until I pulled off all their wings
Holding memories I cant forget while praying to a God who has forgot
But we are only allowed to keep the things that we have already lost
Sometimes living is not enough without sovereignty
As these flightless insects crawl back inside
Then perhaps through their death life would be more satisfied
Finger deep I draw a line then stand to face a blackened sky
I reevaluate Your presence now without You Lord then where am I
Because this is me You were my light, subsequently my faith has died
Somewhere below the surface of this shifting unstable world of mine

I'm down to my last,
I'm fading fast,
All theses memories flash,
Showing me scenes from my past,
I try to relax,
But I keep getting wet,
In this endless rain,
It falls down on me,
Feeling so drained,
From the constant strain,
You help the pain,
You make it all go away,
Please stay,
You make the pain go...away

I've come upon horrible,
unbearable things,
My soul silent, speechless,
unable to sing,
My heart which once pounded,
so loud with her near,
Now only beats softly,
barely able to hear,
My ears were joyous
at the sound of one voice,
Now closed, shut off,
to all of the noise,
Eyes that marveled
at the sight of a girl,
Now can't stand the visions
of a cruel, twisted world,
All of my senses,
once so acute,
Gone stagnant,inoperable,
broken and mute.

Innocent babes cut away; abortion the term used. Pro-life for me any day; those babies are abused. Sometimes you can't avoid; situations demands such action. But one gets annoyed, when it's "self" gratification. Yes, you want freedom; the freedom of choice. Well, babies need a medium; i am their voice. They want to live! Please, "feel" their pain. "Babies" had lots to give; those killed and maimed. We don't want to die; those souls say; "unanimously". such, a sad cry, compels you to agree. I am pro-life. You are pro-choice. Let's continue our strife, but hear the babies voice!

CREDENCE AND CASCADE

I am beside you in the current, of the peaceful river, a time to glide along in the quiet flow, you search my face for answers, in the quiet still of the river, but below us the rapids beckon, and the waterfall beyond, soon i will be swept from you, by more rapid flowing water, out over the waterfall, and gone.

How i wish i could float with you, in your arms forever, along our peaceful river, to bob, and splash, and play like lovers do, tumbling, and diving in and out of each others soul, creating our own currents, and waterfalls in our hearts, but i glide upon rippled water, which masks from you the darkness of my heart, for you are light, and i am darkness, can there be stillness, in our river, or will we forever create credence, and cascade.

I feel the pull of the current get stronger, the rapids beckon below me, and the waterfall beyond, save yourself my love, swim away from me to calmer waters, i am the darkness, and will always be the rapids, and the waterfall, you are the light, and meant for calm waters, and stilled pools, swim away from me my love, save yourself, do not grasp me, or you are lost.

So dark
and deep
burn these depths,
no light penetrates.
My languished soul
begs release from existence.
No love heals
nor beliefs save
from self hatred.
Dark stained thoughts
that engulf my presence.

No one sees through my eyes
what cannot be explained.
Why my head fills
with black shrouds of finality?
Questions eternal and beyond
leave my soul drained,
an empty heart
filled
with unbearable futility.

I know there is love
beyond the barrier I cannot break,
But the chains of mental distortion pull me
beyond life or care.
No words intrude
or make my jet flavored mood shake,
My descent spiraling
downward ever downwards
towards despair

This is my curse,
my evil,
my enigma of impenetrable mists.
Companions taste my mind
understanding the shadows of obsession.
Slowly sinking
Silently
towards the black emptiness of abyss,
My stagnant soul entombed
by the implosion of depression.

A cloak of red she
wore you thought it
was to adorn her.
This was not to be
for this cloak
it set her free.
Inside a beast
did roar but
the grandmother
sat at the door.
She had a
shotgun in hand
but not for
another it was
for her dear
granddaughter.
The witch had
cursed on her
a life of an
evil night for
when the moonlight
comes out the
beast does shout.
For it runs free
to tear and eat at
the human anatomy,
but this was not
to be you see
for with this cloak
of red it keeps the
demon deep down inside
there it can hide.

In the darkness i sit alone
I no longer feel at home
This house brings bad luck and pain
The memories make me go insane
my mind cant be at peace
I wish these thoughts and anguish would cease
The good times hurt more than the bad
The loss is so incredibly sad
Im a lone traveller now
I have to move on somehow
The weather maybe sunny and bright
Still inside a storm brews tonight
The clouds hang overhead
They are the ones filled with sadness and dread
The exterior of my face
Lies to all of my minds dark place
To be alone in company of others
Even when surrounded by sisters and brothers
The light so dim i cant see my feet
Cant seem to lift myself from my seat
The power of the mind can be a great thing
It also can be so torturing
I close my eyes and try and sleep again
escape from the reality
will that bring the end

drinking
from the darkness
numbing to the brain
eating into the depths
tearing to the flesh within

a monster creeps
black heart to hell
turning the stones over
in the graveyard
of life

a rotten apple
to the very core
bestowing misery
with all its grief
decaying feelings

in screams
i plead mercy
you played
me the demons
dragged along
in your foolish game


casting a spell
of darkness
ore me
showing hell
in all its fire

in the burning remains
i reach for the torch
in the softest
of moonlight

shines
a white blanket
finding comfort
knowing

you no longer
posses
this auld
heart o mine