Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,493)

the pain in the heart defies knowone,
the river of the gentle confirms all,
seperate are the ones open,
as living devines death,
unknown mountains walk as is the sea
living the life the eternaly free!..

beyond the temper, beyond the grave, a reason i am forever saved, a sacred question not yet to be answered, for a reason there is, as will not be said, why was it written, why was it not answered, why is it called death, when it is only your final breath through this life's mere empty test, do not fear when death comes, just look forward to the rest!..

a transmitting memory an eventful repository for a feeling in a time without healing stiring brewing loving hoping crying and inevitably dying, aimlessly wondering enjoying and not pondering living in steps of heaven of the golden roses glow ending up in hell, atonement and attitudes of wealth subsribing to your health a living regret a tortured soul never forgets in through out, out through in loving of how lasting for who!...

She wakes up to find her father over her
Hovering above, dressed in only his robe.
A look in his eyes that spells instant trouble
Her heart hardens feeling that she has no hope.
He falls upon her, sliding her pajamas off slowly
And she is wondering why this is happening to her.

Lust is in his heart as hope is within her soul
Her cries to her daddy fall upon ears so cold.
As she faces the wall knowing she has nothing to fear
Down across her innocent face runs one single tear.


He gazes upon his brother with a look of esteem
Sensing a feeling of pride in his young heart.
As he follows Gene around wherever he goes
Secretly Gene wishes that his sibling would depart
Unexpectedly, the young boy stumbles and trips
And Gene starts toward him ready to strike relentlessly

Anger is in Gene’s heart as hope is within his brother’s soul
His cries to his brother fall upon ears so cold.
As he receives the blows knowing he has nothing to fear
Down across his innocent face runs one single tear.


They observe their mother opening a package
Yet what lies within it contains nothing good.
She brings out a card to cut it and a lighter to burn
Slowly heating the drug as any addict would.
As she draws up the syringe to shoot into her vein
Her heart gives out from the years of constant abuse.

Gluttony was in her heart as hope is within their souls
Their cries to their mommy fall upon a body so cold.
As they look upon her body knowing they have nothing to fear
Down across each of their innocent faces runs one single tear.

im not afraid of the gun in my hand
im not afraid of dying
im just afraid of the pain it will bring
to my best friends crying....

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!...

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.

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