Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,485)

Once I leave this mortal coil
remember me as I am,
both the good and bad.
Between them they made me
who I was during my life.

Life's experiences
were so valuable.
Carving my path
teaching me peace
and contentment with life.

Read, savour and enjoy
my various poems, through them
get just a hint of who and what
I once was. For as famously said
the written word lives on.

Mourn me not for I still exist
in people's thoughts as they
turn my pages. Blessing to
all you my friends. Never
fear the end there is none.

Death is but a new beginning,
so embrace it with both arms
and step forward boldly.
Your destiny lies ahead.

some times I sit and ponder
and then I wonder
how my life changed so fast
my only good memories are of the past
yet the present is filled with pain
love and happiness are down the drain
I'm 24 but I've been through more then most my age
I was even thrown in jail and put in a cage
I lost all that i held dear
I cant remember the last time I had a good year
with each painful passing second i prey for the end to be near
death is something I will embrace and never fear
I dont know how many times I can fall and then rise
life is supposed to be a gift but to me its a prize
because its nothing but a battle and not everybody wins
im not innocent I have committed many sins
but that doesn't make me bad because i do great things
yet torture is all this life brings
our actions define who we are but the choices we make will shape our path
it seems every corner comes a new tragedy like im cursed with a wicked wrath
wishing i can change what is written in stone
but its impossible to change the past so i sit here alone
i can see nothing but hardache
this is more then my heart can take
pearls of wisdom gained threw the years
so im stronger now with no fears
except being transparent,unnoticed,and lonely
so i say my final farewell deserted,abandoned,and forsaken but never phoney

Beware the Dark Side
It’s coming ~

Of people being dragged down under
in the fields of battle
A land of trampled dreams

Where freedom rang from whilst
our forefathers sprang

Behead the dragon who awaits
the kill of man!

Rockets burst into previous unreachable stars

Tis too late to grasp the prize through the mist
for the burst dissolves it’s content

What ever happened to make the prize of peace
disappear in this maddening world

What ever happened to make it disappear

Terror abounds, it has no end, a world of beheading

A world with major countries selling an oversupply of Arms, Rockets & Nuclear & Hydrogen bombs to doom mankind

Tis not firecrackers all the great powers of the world sell, it’s death & destruction

Bombs bursting in air and soon all will not be there

The beast is soon to be set upon us with it’s mushroom clouds
And we will go the way of the dinosaurs.

Tis too late to rein in the four horsemen ~
Pestilence, War, Famine & Death

They are on the future horizon

Armageddon will then open up it’s bottomless pit
to consume Satan

Fear the shadow of the night for it’s curtain
may come down upon your final resting place!

Sinister Dark Poem
By
JimEee

I will throw the book at you,
I mean it !,
A heartbreaking work of staggering genius,
A volume of greatness thoroughly unrivalled,
If spoken in word,
A lifelong recital,
Adjectives , nouns,
Profuse and profound,
Bluer than skies,
Browner than ground,
Oblong ,obtuse,
Ovoid ,round,
Just speaking its language would pervert the sound,
Twisting your tounge as it exits your mouth,
Breaking down decibels and
Sub sonic physics,
Complex melodies and unfathomed rythmics,
Rolling, spinning,flipping like a olympic gymnast,
Perfect symmetry with syllables surrounding,
Compound consonants come constantly crowding,
With waves of wondrous words unbounding,
Corrupting ,confusing completely confounding,
Till by the end Im screaming and shouting,
My vocal chords choking from all of the pounding...

He Cometh!

The Ghost of the mind doth murder sleep!
Sleep that cradles you deep within it’s shell!

Sleep that brings an unfettered fear that can
creep into one’s mind!

Fear to sleep … for if you do …
He will cometh in the night to savor and devour you~

The Specter from the dark side nibbles at
your mind spouting his frightful groans

An apparition of the undead haunting in
Gothic horror

A manifestation that feeds upon the psyche
of your mind and must be banished as a cursed
demonic force, before he devours you as his prize!

Your future lies within the falling of life’s cards

Look deep within your crystal ball and then deal
Tarot cards of fear to someone else ~ vanish this
apparition as mystic vapor

The Queen of Spades, the Jack of Knaves …
and the deadly foe ~ the treacherous Ace of Spades

Feel the bump of the séance table as the ghosts
of beyond, which are seen by the corner of your eye
are trying to contact you

Hear it speak! … it is I … it is I … Beware …
I am coming … I am coming

Beware … Beware … they come … they crawl
Among the living pits to pull you under the ground
into the depths of hell … into their ghostly eternal
Spirit world of the dammed

Hear them singing … bump in the night
It is their theme song

Hear the eerie sound of chains being dragged around
at night … and the anguished screams of the dammed
… some without heads

Sounds penetrating the maddening blackness of
despicable unknown nocturnal habitats!

A skeleton hand stretches forth pawing it’s way
from beneath the ground of the cemetery of the living
dead

Ripping earth’s surface apart with it’s bony
out-stretched hands soon to be followed by a ghostly
decaying figure
appearing in tattered gray rags in disarray!

He is after you my dear!

He cometh beware … heed him … he groans …
He wants to pull you under when he returns to his
land of tormenting tomorrows!

Oh the taste of vengeance is so sweet to the innocent
But oh so awesome to the knowledgeable …

Beware heed my words

He cometh into the gloom of the night with his eyes
glowing … radiating an eerie ghostly green!

Sleep well my sweet!
The Ghost writer of the fearsome night

JimEee

I started to sing and sang a song,
Of life gone right and life gone wrong ,
The beat kept running through my head,
Everything I've ever did,
I wrote it down and sang of it,
I sang a song of losing hope,
Of being broke and trying to cope,
Going beyond all measure and scope,
The song I wrote struck every note,
Of every scale that man's ever known,
The bittersweet melody played and swayed,
And even though it had no name,
The song I sang hit every octave,
Of every decibel man ever made,
I sang a song of utter sadness,
bitter with regrets,
Lonely nights of madness,
Singing to myself,
I sang song of lovers and friends,
A song so long it had no end,
Or if it did it began again,
That might have happened I can't tell which,
Then I sang of peace and happiness,
A song of stars on which to wish,
Of lovely lips on which to kiss,
I sang a song of merriment,
Of futures past that came and went,
The song that I sang sounded something like this,
I sang a song a hundred proof,
The wisdom of age and the folly of youth,
See I sang of lies and I sang of truth,
I sang just to sing but what's the use,
Yes this is the song I sing and I sang,
Continually playing to this very day...

I whispered into the emptiness afraid of what I'm might hear
But even more afraid that there would be nothing there
My shadow casted fear and gave a reason for my pain
As my thoughts became like rotten fruit and they began to fall away
My lips utter desperately from deep inside a broken heart
I look up to the heavens, but my flesh stays hidden in the dark
Where silence fills the voids to disengage and disrepair
Better days let me escape and evaporate into the air
There I sit beside myself when I'm alone at night
As I listen to the melodies of the dead trying recapture life
And from this sorrow loneliness became my only friend
While emptiness replayed their voices over and over again

~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu Forster ~

Across the plains
I see a glimmering light
Beyond the horizon
where the day fades out the night
The grass is grown
from the roots of all my sins
Beneath the dirt
is where my salvation will begin
There stands a house
and its yellowing in mold
Beside a window
is where I sit alone
The walls are cold
and the bricks are falling out
So you could see inside
and I can let it out
Within these walls
is where I call my home
Id love to leave this place
but I have nowhere else to roam
If I had wings
I would uplift myself and soar
Up to the heavens ,
but this is the only hell I know

I than looked up
to the heavenly sky
but temptation burned my wings
before I learned to fly
Again I looked up
to a new sunny sky
but than my heart gets blistered
and my mouth tongue twisted and tied

~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~

Calamity is a mistress
Ignoring circumvention of consequence
Comfortablity feeds the monster
Eating from ignorance
Begin seroquelling me with the cliches
Then I'll smile and just pretend
To listen as I watch your lips move
Not ever hearing a word you said
While I draw a verbal hangman
Of a psychiatrist in a noose
Crawling from the hallows of my skin
Yet never walked a mile in my shoes
Because habit is just a creature
But an angel is my best friend
Slowly I began killing my demons
In a quiet game of Russian roulette
So take another shot of your whiskey
Freeing the ghost that I neglect
Still hypnotized by watching your lips move
Lost inside of thoughts I'll soon forget
Nullifying the mystery in madness
I don't care where or how it ends
Just give the pharmacy keys to the pretty nurse
And feed me the pills that clear my head

~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~

I'm hungry for the food that I eat,
I'm thirsty for the water that I drink,
I'm angry at the pain that you bring,
Why do you still hang around me?



You are happy at watching me face danger,
You are smiling while being in my dreams,
You are a ghost thats stalking me still,
What do you want from me girl?



This is not what it seems to be,
Some kind of bittersweet justice,
I never met you way before this,
Nor knew you and your name!



Every street and dark empty lane,
You are standing where I can see,
Called 911 but I know what they'll saying,
This guy is either stoned or crazy.



I lost the time of the day,
I lost my mind and sanity,
I lost my girlfriend and family,
Thinking of my safety and where you could be next,



It must be days or months,
Memories of me having a normal life,
Now my world turn upside down,
From a little girl who keeps appearing from afar.



Called my father but he's dead,
Called my lover but a stranger answered instead,
I hear voices over and over again in my head,
While everything around me is moving so slowly.



Alma was her name and we are the same,
Both psychic but she went insane and rogue,
They used her in dark scientific experiments and research,
till she cant take it no more and went on a killing spree.



Now I know the absolute truth of this mystery,
And that my life was a fake all this while,
She gave birth to a son and saved him,
From these same monsters from abusing me, her son!