Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,489)

"Shall the temptation of winding truth spew to many that but only grasp the gulps of some to hiccup the sadness of fleeing sparrows".

How wonderful xx
Don't you think

Or
Shall
We
Dance?

she looks at me.. some small hotel in some small town.. her dark curls run along the corridor of her pale shoulder.. her words hit home.. " you know, buster.. when your lust is emptied.. and your belly is full, you can pull down your awnings.. but you can't change the stock in the store.."

the trail is hard.. tough.. it sculpts rigour on you.. you learn or die.. some learn AND die.. I never claimed life was fair.." fair" is a made up word designed to take the edge off.. just as you need an edge to make it past something.

I caught a glimpse from the hills once.. the trail weaved a dark score on the dusty earth.. man, beast and wagon.. moving on.. beating against the tide of time.. hoping.. praying with actions... I wondered if God laughed or said nothing..

a coyote fights the moon.. he seems to know a terrible truth that none of us has figured out yet.

I hobble tie the horse.. make a fire the way the old timers showed me.. carrying a spark in a hollowed out steer horn.. some times I dream.. not always bad.. sometimes I count the great women I've loved... it only takes one hand.. but I still dream.. the dream that soothes..

I dream, in all this desert , in all this dark... there's a flower.. growing in the dirt.. and when I get to it.. it will smell like her kiss tasted..

could a woman love the light
could she'd gladly lease each part
could the angel of our darkness
make a mooring in her heart

could a human heart beat answers
so each vein would never cease
could a good soul stalk it's death
so all death would know no peace

could she tame satanic iron
could she make it turn to rust
could she break him with her subtitles
could she torture him with lust

when time has all but ended
could she be the holy hour
could God who is all knowing
fail to calibrate her power

could a raven haired messiah
all but split the finest line
could every ledger nature fashions
be un-balanced by design

alas his plans revealed
as an architect's unfurl
in a bar inside your soul
sits the devil and the girl

So, the ruling few have been bitten in the a** by one of their own, what will they do now? Oh they cant believe nor comprehend, how this will go or how it will end, Putin screwed them, now hes not their friend, time to regroup, hes not in their loop.
They were happy to play the game all along, now its over, its all gone.
People can see, that the powers that be, are only interested in, well, not you or me.
Ukraine stands up and heros all, they fight for their country until they fall, as the west stands by with not much to say, along with the powerful USA, WE are behind you one and all, we just cant intervene or answer you call.
We can send you supplies, promises and lies, and wait until all of you DIES!
So we sacrifice our brother for the safety of each another?, I dont agree, I will never see, how that could be, RIGHT.

Secret thoughts!

Hide ye well your secret thoughts of being a female enchantress

Cover up your lust for lasciviousness, for do ye not
possess the feminine wiles of your sisters

Have ye not been tutored well from birth with the art of sexually teasing of the male gender with your charm & beauty

Has not promiscuous thoughts crossed your mind
to use your Goddess like body for the seduction of
man and bond him into eternal slavery to do your bidding!

Upon discovering the perkiness of your female breasts
do you not have hidden desires to share them with man in acts of wild love & seduction

Ah! Be ye not of the femme fatale, the dangerous species that has the power over man

Oh! To find such a vampire woman to feel her deadly bite!

Poet on the Dark Side
JimEee

Silent whispers of gas
Rises from caverns deep
Hints of smoke and steam
Ground pushed gravity rise from ash - heat and smoke flames from
Within caverns deep
Rising magma flow blows smoke and ash
Rivers flow like hot mooltan flames rising as water flows from deep
Tesions rise as hot melts the surface gravity falls and flows cascades it downward flow to oceans deep

Old were the bones
Found washed up
On the shore
Lost in the sea
Many years ago
Long after was life
Was empty of light
Buried under sand
No longer cold
As the deep sea
Now basking in the sun
Lying on the beach
Next to me once more

Why do you need someone to touch you to feel again.
Surely that is not a requirement to feel alive.
I don't need anyone to be able to function, I never have, because everyone will always leave.
So why now?

Yes I know the psychology behind it, I am a nurse, so I get it.

So after losing a child, a father, a sister, and getting divorced twice...it makes no sense now..this numb feeling is so strange.

In order to give to others you need to have something to give, there's always been a lot to give, but today if you cut me open I wouldn't even bleed.

Love yourself first I am told, but where did I go.
I am a house full of Xmas lights and if you switch on the lights inside the Xmas lights will go off, so you leave the inside in darkness.

Waiting for the dawn
We know is coming
So far from our home
But we gotta keep running

Yesterdays are mere dreams
Kept safe in our hearts
To make us have hope
As our world falls apart

Tell me where we are going
And where are we now?
God, when will this be over?
Will we make it somehow?

I follow where dreams may lead
Down dark and twisted paths
Finally out I break
There’s sunshine all about