Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,485)

At my door Death stood
With scythe in his hand
“Come,” he breathed,
“the other side awaits thee.”

Terrified I arose
Though I did not want
Yet follow I must

Slowly life leaves her
Not willingly
Fighting
For every breath

As she drops to the ground
The strand breaks
And the pearls cascade
Around her dead body

Getting ever so close to the edge of darkness
I see it with great starkness

My beloved calls to me as she walks out from the foamy sea
Her beauty is beyond measure and truly a treasure

Surrounded but very much alone nothing but, painted faces molded like stone
I see the emptiness of my soul and the depth of black water waiting to drown me in a very deep hole

Many will tell me I dug myself into such a place
Hence, I am but, my own disgrace
Oh they say there is always a choice its just a matter which voice I am willing to hear that will wipe away my fear

The edge of darkness is just too strong and there is no ideal truth or pretty song that will make things right or wrong its where I belong

Pretending for just one more day of hope but, finding it still too hard to cope whats just one more shot of dope?

Oh how it feels to escape the pain I dont care what it does to my brain all that matters is for a moment to break the chain

The edge of darkness is near I can actually embrace it and have no fears I cant even recognize my tears all I hear is the ringing in my ear

Soon it will be over I will be on other side there is no more reason to hide
To those who know or knew me I say goodbye. I will fade away and be just a vapor of empty thoughts that once took space but, had no face

The darkness is near its coming upon a black shadow ever so clear. The knight upon a mare he rides upon a cloud as death is his shroud
He comes to take me to a place I have never been
All l see is a frightened little boy sitting alone among his broken little toys and a box full of his sins

Yet, who is his judge but, the fool he sees through the looking glass feeling like a stupid a** yet, he knows he is easily replaced by 100 other would be suitors for a bride to sit on their grace

The knight upon his mare rides through the darkness of his soul as he blindly rides to his demise as the shroud of darkness covers his eyes

He journeys through the dead of night high upon a hill to his delight. The valley below is full of shadows and sounds of cries and moans that shake the stones

Oft in the distance there shines a light ever so bright. There stands his beloved as she calls unto him come and take my hand that I may guide you to the light.

Walk away from the world you know and step into where you belong where silver streams flow
and pretty flowers all in a row await to feed your soul

On the other side of the edge of darkness rests the light of love and beauty with all its mystery.
If want you want out of the darkness step into the light and see all your cares and burdens wash away in the hope of a new day

The choice is yours silly old fool. You can ride upon your mare to the edge of time and space and still be lost in your disgrace or change the path your on before its too late

Dont let this world around you decide your fate old boy make a stand to stop playing the fool
Stop wasting your life on silly damsels who have no heart who play you like a tool

Your Knightmare is half finished and you still have time to create a dream if you believe

Help help me I am trapped
By this cruel world that is completely wicked and warped and difinately wacked
And the demons have invaded and destroyed my brain
My life is useless and has gone down the drain
That's why IAM known as criminally insane
Have you no SHAME
Criminally insane

IAM waiting and hating and debating what lies a head
If I could find the perfect woman I would take her to bed
She would replace that big fluffy bear called the one and only Mrs big ted
I spent a week making and creating her inside my green shed
It nearly killed me inside there I thought I was dead.

Fear nothing my sacred friend
Lots of people are fake and pretend in this lost world that has no end
Don't give in don't give up
No matter how much you suffer and have such hard luck
Be like me and don't give a f*ck

The wind blows over the hill
The scent flows in the air
The Lillies at the top let out their fragrances
The joy they collected from the sun
It flows from the top to the bottom of the hill
Down to the houses of the peasants, bringing them the joy poverty took
But the fragrance flows right by
There is no appreciation for it
The lifeless bodies in the grasses
The village becomes a mass grave
Their sadness is over

What did that dark whisper say
I sense something very strange
Those gathering clouds so gray
Bringing a strong storm arrange

I fell helpless torn from freedom
Ripped like the shirt off my back
Struck down like tunes Te Deum
Adrift in this raging Sea of Black

What hope wait fresh and found
Release me and free me of pain
Lift my spirit up from the ground
In my flight to freedom will I gain

Today we hunker down and fight
Not lose our way from all reason
For truth we must reach for light
And let peace become in season

I’ve watched tomorrow taken away because of today,
Cries for help lost in the melee of life, unseen and unheard,
No one is to blame, but still, to our shame, they fall, no
Saviour all, those lost in their pain, no future, no gain,
Giving it up, taking it away and leaving this world with
Nothing more to say!

To learn, to know, to be, to grow, and all the could be’s, and
All the should be’s lost in ignorance, a waste of space and a
Waste of time, a waste of life no reason no rhyme,
At sixteen, just a teen, at twenty one, more to be seen,
At thirty one friends have come and gone, no lesson learned,
Not yet, still stubbornly bold, cannot be told, but there’s time
To be, and time to see, and forty one, same old song, hope there’s
Future not the final gong, so, fifty one passes by, at sixty one, over
And done, too late to be, to late to see, forever destined never to
Be free, you’ve lived a life of stupidity, now you’re wealthy and strong
So many things you think you have, so much riches you think you
Own, until you lie dead cold as stone!

The future that we live in is right all along
so was the past and the present
but the truth is we are wrong
in what we think we did

we made this mess
we cause these wars
we cause this pain and lost
we cause all of this upon us

and we blame it on the other guy
we tried to play the advocate and judge
so that the world will believe we are the good guys
and get scott free of our murderous crimes.

The possibility of normality is lost in
diversity, lets start a row, I don't
know how, we're humanoid , create a void?, live a life of stupidity?, lets
kill and maim and hurt and be the same, let us see, can we go down
in history, the worst that could be? For all our talk, we have not changed
the rich get richer the poor get maimed, it's sickening to see, we are
what we are, not what we could be, it's not our fault???????? really?