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Shervi

Mirror

Mirror never told me lie, eyes are crying
Sitting and looking at soaked eyes, new story is raising
An old feel of inside is lashing my mind, grief is coming
This feeling is burning everything, horizon is fading
Speak to me far from your heart, madness is laughing
I want to break my picture, light is vanishing
I can’t hear anything from that side, the lips are moving
Broken face is blind to see my feeling, tears are vanishing
I can’t see anything on my face, darkness is piercing
Each piece of my face has departed, loneliness is coming
I can’t see my friend here anymore, he is going
Looking at dark side of him, nothing is changing
I am still here with soaked eyes, no one is looking


A.E (Darkecho)
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Posted: Jun 2016
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wayne34

The Somme

Fire of guns
Gray sky
On to the fields
So many die

The guns of death
bodies lie
The smell of death lingers
Shakes the bodies core

Senceless slaughter
Youth cut in thier prime
We remeber the somme
We remember them
They wont be back

But we remember them
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Posted: Jul 2016
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Unknown

STRING IN THE WIND

Standing in the desert once again
Without my illusory den

You danced your devil’s dance
I oscillated in your beguiling black-swamp romance
Sweet chocolate-words dripped from your tongue-snake
I ate your poison cake

I wore my sentimental fool cloak
You wore your cheater’s toque
We danced with the butterflies and birds
All along you were girds

You gave me a reek swamp drink
You pushed me to the cliffhanger brink
Wild horses dragged me back to the memory-putrid
A flame red hatred is thundering deep inside me

Still feel the raptors menacing eyes
Their claws demonize
Asphyxiating my innocence
No helping hand

You have thrown me to the raptors again
Feel their sebaceous wen
We lost our twined
I am now only a string in the wind
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
I wrote this poem after my former husband cheated and then abandoned me
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Unknown

SINGAPORE STEAK

You gave me a golden day
you never intended to stay
Roses were red Violets were blue
I adored you

You were my world my breath
You played in Macbeth
Our velvet sky turned grey
We were caught in a spider gray

You showed me a free-paradise
For us Twitter tweeted eternal sacrifice
You sang another song
Your Coral snake-tongue told me nothing’s wrong

We were on the Titanic
You turned satanic
You killed my heart with a wooden stake
You ate Singapore steak

Saw your empty golden finger
Our love-balloon tried to linger
Felt your black breath
when you gave me your kiss of death
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Posted: Aug 2016
About this poem:
This poem is about my former cheating husband and he used online dating sites to cheat on me
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wayne34

The Scream

Into the void
The open space
Light darkens surrounds
To the deafening

Noise
One coverts ones ears
to the noise that
increases

One is consumed by sound
Hands to ears
scream at the sounds to stop tormenting
scream consumed by sound
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Posted: Aug 2016
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1r1shmale

Invisible woman

Her last breath a silent call for help
She bleeds she clings on to life
Her desperate fight lost
Now a horror scene
A dying mother she cannot scream

Her eyes close
Horror takes over the mind
Her last has memory will be held in time
Flowers footballs messages will create a shrine

An understanding is hard take
The papers create a profile so fake
Pictures of a loving Dad
All the pictures full of joy not one sad

The real story yet untold
Woman killed by man a story so old
We want to know
We want the reason why
The paper's and media tried to disguise

The woman's name is Clodagh
A hero to a fault
She died trying to save those close to her heart
As her husband practiced his killing art

We want the media to rip off the disguise
Print the news without the lies
Print the truth let us know
Why you turned this tortured mother into a sideshow
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Posted: Sep 2016
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Davy_1985

The Well Of Sadness

I know that you barely noticed,

Strange sadness in my eyes that day,

It was almost like you never saw it,

And it looked like abyss with no end,


My grey eyes reminded you the surface of water,

You felt like looking into deep well,

I am the water and i am solitude down there,

It is where i drown in my own sorrow,


That is what you saw inside this well,

That is actually a little piece of Hell,

I'll show you the invisible dimensions of perception,

It's my soul that shines down there,


It lies buried in this beautiful grave,

That used to be place for hopes and dreams,

Come down and shine together with me,

In this flame so vibrant and pure,


This is how i used to melt our souls together,

And when i look above - i still can see the light,

So pure like my eyes used to be,

In the times when you stil loved me.
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Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
I wrote this poem about 2 years ago, i felt kinda depressed - it was autumn just like now so i wrote it, it has not been dedicated to ex or anything like that, jut feelings of mine on the paper
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1r1shmale

awake

Silent screams like shards from a broken vase
Silent screams haunted memories from the past
Darkened is time awake
Leaves me lots of time to contemplate my faith

I no longer distinguish light and dark
Day and night no longer play any part
Just in my frozen state
A sweat stained bed I vegetate

Long is my time awake
My mind locked down
Racing without a break
I don’t know how much longer this world I can take

I hold my head
It eases the pain
I reach out in chat rooms
But it is all in vain

I look in the dark
My eyes so sore
My soul now ripped tortured and torn
I look in the dark
I hope to see who is this haunting me

Silent screams like shards from a broken vase cover the floor
I bleed I pray I will bleed until I can bleed no more
I look in the dark and evil mirror I see
It is me I am haunting me

My self-induce loneliness in destroying me
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Posted: Oct 2016
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Tomppa67

Ode to liberty

The dream was not a vision
Or some premonition like we were told
It was no figment of the imagination
To prove that we could be bought or sold

The doctor of the diamond run
Could be revealed to the intelligent
But this is what i resent
Who cares for the ignorant, the intelligent
The cynics approach was must be
Who cares for anything in this whole wide world
Except me

And this opinion must not confuse the issue
My appearance, my condition, or state of delivery
I am stating the obvious
This is a protest
There must me a collusion
This is no Shakespearean speech
This is a statement
Made by one who can not practice what he preaches

The statue of liberty
Has engraved on it's wall
Give me your poor, give me your needy
Give me them all
We need something like this
For this world to coexist
It would be so easy
To act so pretentious
To act as if it was democracy
To act condescending
When in fact it's the world we're mending
And that's why i can't relax
Cause inside my coat it's a pistol that i pack
We must beware of a surprise nuclear attack
We must be ready to strike back
I'm not pretending
Our defenses, they need mending
We must leave those standing
Forget the third world is ending
Is starving, is crying
Is desolate, it's oh so late

I would dearly love to return
Through a mirror in twenty years
And learn what the future has in store for us
And if i learned that we lost
And there was no hope
For those that think
I would turn to drink
And drink is drugs
And drugs would help me sink
And like of boat, I'd float
I sail out to the sky
To the universe and back
Maybe to give it another try
I don't know why, why jack
Just to go further and farther
Just to learn, just to be nearer
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Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
Philip Lynot song..
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lookn2share

JUST SAYING

It torturous feeling like you're doomed
long ago any faith was fully consumed
Hopelessness the state I'm drowning in
ponder if punishment for previous sin

When alone life can seem void of movement
this despicable existence made me indignant
Not sharing everyday life pains me most
doubt and despair take turns playing host

For inducing laughter I have a knack
'never' give with assumption of payback
Inside me beats a heart as BIG as ANY
desire to do for others surpasses plenty

My exterior doesn't mirror my inner feeling
undesirable thoughts rarely cease reeling
How people feel most don't care to hear
in every troubled soul lives crippling fear

Acting on beliefs presumes one mentally ill
humans a mistake you can never repeal
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
If someone does something they feel is justified
because of their passion for right..
they are deemed a mental case.
That's not (always) a FACT... Period!
twd/rearranged
10/18/21
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