Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,489)

Round and round they chase each other
Such a mad and crazy dance
Getting much harder to tell them apart
It would only be by chance

The years piled up, they weary me
So many things I’ve done
Regrets there are, so many now
I could list them one by one

Nothing I do changes anything
Life just carries on

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I sit in silence
Or walk my cell
The darkness is a living hell

The iron bars
The rot and smell
This place will never sell

Footfalls muffled
Voices hushed
My soul is slowly being crushed

Thoughts turn inward
Light
The sea

Anger
Will jail time
Change me

The key
The lock
And now I'm free

I'm back
An ex-con
With nothing on
And a bloody axe

Just look in his eyes,
You'll see he died,
Life chewed him up and spit out his bones,
Lost everything including his soul,
Heart of stone buried and cold,
Just a broken piece of the whole,
World spinning out of control,
Now he's gone and nobody knows,
He died...,
He tried for awhile,
He cried for awhile,
He lied and denied,
He died...,
Just look in his eyes,
You'll see he died...

"Baa...baa..."
Black Sheep,
No-one Hears you,
Ugly black wool,
No-one Shears you,
Lost in Darkness,
No-one Sees you,
Lonely Black Sheep,
No-one Needs you...

Tossing, turning, alone at night
That same old feeling conjures up inside
Thoughts and fears bring me to tears
Oh how I wish I could rewind the years
Mistakes made, people change
We take it with us, as we age
As if to carry my own cross
If I fall to my knees, will I feel at ease?
Hours pass, it's a new day
but tonight the pain will start over again

I sit alone.
I write, I think.
Searching for just one conclusion,
One ending.
To feel complete.
There's a missing piece, a cold black hole,
Which never ends...
Oh! The quessiness it sends!
Where's the way out?
Why am I stuck?
Am I a prisoner in this life?
Or just feeling left out?
There's always a missing piece,
No doubt.
That keeps me endlessly searching
For what I'm truly without.

I see you girl - in the corner of this pub
I see the sorrow in your downcast eyes,
I see you nod your head - as now a drug -
Holds you close with its deceit and bitter lies.
The air around you cloyed - as in a fug -
The glasses on your table stacked three high;
I look but cannot think of things to say -
All I can do is witness your dismay.

What went wrong so early in your life?
You don't look much more than twenty-three -
What demons do you fight? What monstrous strife?
(And if I cried a tear t'would be for thee).
I can see your heart is broken - like a knife
Had cut you there - now plain for all to see -
The expression in your eyes as hard as stone
As you sit there at your table - drinking alone.

On a raft of beer and drugs you now escape -
I can see you float upon this poison tide;
Your eyes becoming glassy - now opaque -
As you try - and try some more - your hurt to hide.
I can see you've taken more than you can take -
That somethings broken down there deep inside;
On your fingers - just for show - a few cheap rings -
Another angel - has gone and lost her wings.



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Tortured souls and hungry eyes,
Hidden dagger in deep ravine,
Secret mist of violent temper,
Buried sorrow coloured violet thunder.

Last december was haunting rediscover,
This September a phantom undercover,
Next october will vengeance disclosure,
Coming november romance transpire.

Eyes of a deadly woman,
Brings many pleasures and surprises,
Beneath the lid of her mascara,
Lies steamy ice cold menace.

Painted nails on silky fingers,
Riding danger on her delicate skin,
Caressing poison on blood tainted lips,
Benevolent reaper shy away from her!

I am the eagle as he flies,
See through his eyes as if they were mine,
My vision increases a thousand times,
I glide for what seems like hours,
Wild with primal power,
I dive to devour a rabbit,
Heard it squeal as dove to grab it,
The claws pierce flesh,
The fresh meat,
Blood drips from beak as I eat,
What a treat,
A life of ease,
Vast in simplicities,
Amazing in complexities,
No wants just necessities,
Humans are blessed to be on this earth,
Often given a gift we dont deserve,
This game seems absurd and fake,
Sometimes I need a break,
Sometimes I need to escape...

Covered in scarred bruises
my mind trying to be happy..
I'm losing sleep
And I assure myself everything is ok!
so dark...cold...
something there is missing
And nothing seems to fit...
No arms do I need but your arms
And you are not there!