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mcradloff

Visiting Plainfield

Ed Gein
One of the most famous people from Wisconsin
I went to visit his grave on my vacation from work
It's a drive that takes you through Madison
Then you go straight up on Interstate 39 from there
All together it's about 160 miles
I find the grave yard right away
So I see a guy mowing the grass
I ask him where Ed Gein is buried
He tells me Ed used to babysit him when he was a kid
Ed was a good guy, hard worker
But when his mom did he went off the rails
So he tells me his son would know where he is buried
I ask his son if he knows where Ed is buried
He says, yes I know where he is buried, but I'm not gonna tell ya
I'm getting tired of people coming here
And disturbing his mom's rest, she needs to be left alone in peace
So I didn't want to upset the man
And decided it would be best if I left
I go back to his dad and he tells me how to find Ed Gein's property
As his house was burned down shortly after his arrest
I look for it, but I can't remember how exactly to find it
So I stop at a few businesses, got a Reese's pumpkin
A Badger tshirt, as they didn't have any Plainfield shirts
I also discovered a new snack at a wayside on the way there
Herr's Deep Dish Pizza Curls
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
Ed Gein is one of the most iconic figures around the Halloween season, which the stores are already promoting since it is the second most decorated holiday after Christmas.
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Geriatrix2

The Last Dream

I awake by a long lonely highway with visions of death all around
And my memory goes back to last summer to a town and a girl I had found
Through the mist I can see her now walking...
In a meadow made green by the rain...
And I see the good times that we had there..
And the heartache the misery and pain...
Yes to me that last summer was heaven...
For I thought I had made her my own...
But I woke on a grey rainy morning to find that my lover had flown..
I remember all this very clearly and I think of the fool I have been
And I ask myself was it all worth it...
All this heartache and hurt for a dream?
The white mist is now settling around me..
And I suddenly feel very old..
Soon this sad heart of mine will stop beating..
And no longer I'll notice the cold...
Soon I'll sleep by a long lonely highway..
With visions of peace all around..
Where the Angels are waiting to greet me...
And my kingdom at last I have found...
By a stream near a long lonely highway..
By a meadow a quiet peaceful scene...
In a crumpled up wreck on the floor of a gorge..
The dreamer has dreamed his LAST DREAM.
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Posted: Jun 2016
About this poem:
Inspired by Anthony Perkins role in "Phaedra".
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SonnyRay

(Emotional Highway)

(Emotional Highway)
Traveling down emotional highway
Trying to escape
Never looking back on all the hurt
Have no room for pain
Avoiding heart ache curve
On into the night I go
Gotta get away
Roaming aimlessly
No time to check into heart break hotel
Getting that divorce you cause me
No room for cheating liars
You misused my heart way too long
Now traveling down emotional highway
Into the sunset I go
Putting it all behind me
No time for sad smiles
Clear sky’s ahead
So you can’t rain on my parade
Don’t need disappointment as my passenger
Here I go pass heart attack lane
Never stopping till I reach
New horizons
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Posted: Aug 2018
About this poem:
just about my life and journey on finding love again
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Windrifter

Goodbye my friend

Goodbye my friend
Until we meet again
We talked so much
of dreams that would
never end
We danced around
the tree of life
Often with joy
and strife

We watched mountains crumble
to the sea
We counted clouds drifting endlessly
We kissed among the flowers
Yours was the sweetest they could be

We cried many tears
and suffered many fears
We walked through darkness
for so many years

Now I hear the call of the angel
I see her gentle hand
She beckons me home
to make my final stand

I am going away to a place
I have never been
I wish you were with me
for I am shaking like a leaf
I never felt so much grief

I see shadows and images
faces and strange places
yet they seem somewhat familiar
but still they remain peculiar

If only you were with me my love
I wouldn't feel so cold and alone
The angel led me to a stone
carved upon it was a dove

Written upon the stone
were the names of everyone
I ever knew that I had to atone
All the pain all the strain
All the regrets and all things
I tried to forget

I had to let go so that love
could continue to flow
I had to forgive so that
I can once again live

Out of the ground came chains
of steel they were wrapping themselves
around the stone ever getting tighter
as if it was going to crush it
into pieces
I could hear the voices screaming of those listed
upon the stone praying in anguish as it tightens
then releases

They cried unto me to let them go and my
resentments to allow the flow of atonements
I set them free most urgently and prayerfully

Yet there is one which is you my love my guardian
angel in whom has been my friend to the end
How shall I look upon you knowing my ways?
Will I be able to let you go for the rest of my days?
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Posted: Aug 2018
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Franbee

The dream killer

I see poems written on walls
Colours, rainbows, gardens and waterfalls,
I seek the universe in a grain of sand
And only find a pull that keeps me on the ground...
I see children playing, daydreaming,
Building castles, screaming, laughing,
I seek inside my inner child
And wonder why it went off wild...
I see lovers holding hands,
Kissing, hugging, sharing a band,
A tight rope that unites them
In time of hope, of love or shame.
I see myself walking through life
In endless pain, troubles and strife...
But I'm not dead, just off the rail
And as always, fragile and frail
I see my life going nowhere
Without aims or goals, no sense or dare..
I seek again inside of me
A truth, a voice, a friend.. maybe?
But I'm alone amongst strangers
Who have no time for my angers
I see faces, smiling at me
When all I want was them to see
That I'm alive, like all of them
With their routine and their problem
And if I come across like different
It's just a phase, just a moment..
I seek for God, the one above
To light the path from his alcove
But all I see, are bright yellow
Rays of sunshine through my window...
I see poems written on walls..
Please tell me you see them all...
Please tell me I'm not dreaming
I see life form... but it's fading...
Grant me Goddess the noble heart
And touch thy soul that falls apart
I'm not perfect, I'm just weakened
By carrying heavy burdens..
Grant me Goddess to see the day
For all of us to live at bay
From hatred, violence and crimes
I want colours, poems and rimes..
But all I get and all I see
Is market place and covered mall
Shopping centre full of people
Walking about, searching a deal
A cheaper shirt, a mobile phone
A bargain bag, a pair of jeans...
Money will kill all of our dreams...

Franche... 02/2015
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
On that day, my son was attending an open day at a University.. and I went walking in town, waiting for him... I sat at a coffee in the heart of a shopping centre... and wrote down my impression of that moment... between advertising on walls, shoppers and sad reality of our "modern" society...
Not too sure in what category this fall in... so I went for dark poetry... free verse...
The dream killer...
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mcradloff

Zombie Girfriend

She got bit yesterday
For a day it was ok
She washed it up and put on a Hello Kitty band aid
But I wish she would have gotten a doctor and paid
Because sometimes you need to spend some cold hard cash
Or you will slowly turn to ash
As she is doing right now
She smells real bad, worse than a sick cow
Her pink skin is blue and deep red now
As she is rotting like all dead things do
While mother nature slowly turns them to goo
I love her lots
But her body still rots
I will stay with her till the end
Will she bite me, I wonder not if but when
I miss her tender love
But with her condition I wouldn't touch her with a glove!
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
I was watching The Gong Show and this zombie woman was doing a hula hoop act.
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docwhoami

Just a nut

I am just a nut
Who lives in a hut
It don't worry me
when my wrist is cut

I don't have a need
to watch my heart bleed
I don't pay to heed
to follow any creed

So if you find me
all curled in a heap
just let me go
and watch as I sleep

I want to leave this world
So watch my sails unfurl
I'll sail away in search of a girl

She don't even exist
She's not even real
Yet, long ago we made
a past deal

My fate is already sealed
in spite I'm not healed

I don't even care what people
would think
they have their opinions
and most of them stink

My mind is made up
I will drink my final cup
If I should die before I wake
I care not my soul to take
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Posted: Jul 2018
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docwhoami

It can't be so bad

It can't be so bad
For you can't lose
what you never had

It can't be so bad
but why are we so sad?

The question may be asked
Is the cup half empty or half full?
when we all often feel like a fool

If it makes us happy then why the Hell
are we so sad
We paint on our smiles to hide the miles
the scars don't hurt as much after awhile

Yes they make us who we are as we place our dreams
upon a distant star
It doesn't matter how rich or poor we are
we are meeting our destiny from afar

We'll take our lessons of life and in spite of
the strife we can say we had a helluva ride
as some will stand in shame and others with pride

In the long run we will learn we carved our own fate
as we will wonder if we have time to change or will it
be too late?

So don't be sad for its not that bad
Things could be worse we are all stuck
with a dreaded curse

We will eventually get sick and die
and we will weep and cry
Not so much that we are leaving
but wonder what we will be receiving
A crown of glory or just be a forgotten story?
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Posted: Jul 2018
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LordofMe

Without You

Without you my day is long
It continues with no regard of feelings
Like a cold heart without emotion
In me you will find no feelings of love
They have abandoned this heart like a sinking ship that collided with an unseen iceberg
Large enough to capsize an oversized yat
Leave this vessel
For I have sunk into the ocean
Down I go
Into the deep, dark waters of my life
I will not take you with me
I refuse to
Find dry land to grow
Become the women that you are meant to be
Become a strong women without me
I did you wrong by being out of your lives
I was not worthy of you
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Posted: Jun 2018
About this poem:
We all feel the hurt of loss in our lives, I have felt so much within my short life span.
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lookn2share

PAIN

Knock knock... it's 'Pain'
undesired and devoid of humane
If you don't know me you will
I'm impossible not to feel

From me nothing can hide
in me all inevitably reside
Often suicides the only mend
like time I'm til the end

Like evil I perpetually lurk
eagerly awaiting next poor jerk
I'm especially significant with love
there I shine at the end of

That's right I'm PAIN
the epitome of VAIN
My relevance nothing can top
shattering lives I'll never Stop

Like life I'm completely unfair
we both conducive to despair
Like a dreaded terminal disease
I'll have you begging "Please"

Never think it's me you'll lack
when least expected "I'll be back"
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
Just had enough experience to understand
PAIN, so I jotted this down.
added (2) 6/3/18
TWK-3/22/22
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