Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,493)

I surrender to the loveless darkness
That whispers nothing to me in the middle of the night
I surrender to another shallow day that drags me passed
The ticking tocking of the clock
I surrender to your silence
As if it had screamed sweet ‘somethings’ to me
I surrender to my perceptions
Of how it is
how it should…or could have been
I surrender to deciding no-thing
And knowing less about more
I surrender to the calendar
Marking off each day
That brings me closer to an illusionary union
I surrender to waiting...and waiting some more
I surrender to the desire
To be held dear and precious
By some other body...
I surrender to opening up a space
To let love enter
Even if it means
Being burnt to my core
I surrender to the fear
Of abandonment
That hangs over me like a fictitious ghost
I watch as this love so full of promise
Shape shifts in the shadows
Approaching then receding
Waning...waning….
Before there had been an inkling of waxing
I surrender to the letting go of the dead departed
Each last breath an unrequited
Waving a solitary goodbye
Like my first love brandishing his sword
Severing deep my innocent dreams of forever
I surrender to the loves that never bloomed
Like buds being hung out to dry
The life force being drained out of them
In premature decay....
And in their wake all that was exhumed
A memory of what they could have been
Had they not been forsaken in a jar by the door
I surrender to the timelessness
Of my insular, hollow life
I touch its chilly embrace
Like a companion I have come to despise
In cold, silent communion
Of this distasteful union
In which I bury all my inner fears
Yet we all must fall…and fall again
To rise…and arise…again and again
So I allow it to flow through me
As I surrender
I surrender

To the cross roads
My road
I have tread
Long and winding

Hard and steep
Ups and downs
Struggled all the way
Where my road has gone

Lonley it has been
Company would be good
To take the bordem away
A soul mate to find

A loving hearted soul
To offer me her heart
To smoother me in kisses
To bring joy to my life


My road has been long to the cross road i am
go left or do I go right
Do I go on with nothing in sight
I question ?
Where my lifes goig
Should I ponder a while

I stop and think
And ponder my life

Beneath a purple votive sky
He twists and turns and screams out ‘Why’
But everywhere he turns and seeks
Nothing there, in the silence no-one speaks

In pain and despair he sits and cries
While overhead a lone angel flies
‘Oh God!’ he calls, ‘can you hear?
By death and corruption I’m surrounded I fear.’

But God was dead, or so it seems
Or at best, lost in his dreams
Near and far and in-between
It all appears so very obscene

In despair he turned all around
Nowhere at all was it to be found
Maybe the truth was much, much more
And some things you had to pay for

Beware my friend, beware
In the backstreets, byways and alleys
Beneath light of the pale moon
There in the shadows they lurk

Should you be foolish, pass too near
No mercy you’ll be given
Your life is forfeit, there is no hope
And death is slowly coming

You pray for death to take you quick
Yet on and on you linger
In agony your screams burst forth
But not a sound breaks the silence

All around you world moves on
Not aware of your existence
And as your light slowly fades
No questions are answered

I dared to dream once,of the magic of stars and dancing shadows in the moon lit night.The infamous regale steed carrying the man of my dreams, only to awaken and all take flight.The joy of my miss spent youth is but a fading memory now. It leaves me with a hollow heart and dwindling spirit who wishes for death.Daydreams of hope over taken by disappointment as reality of my self made loneliness revels in my tears.Shut up in my four walled world safe from mankind's cruelty,let them derive pleasure else where as I barricade my heart.Ill keep what little joy that lingers and dream of the fictional should have,could have been's.

Kagome,Kagome
We see a little bird sitting in the cage
When does she escape from the cage?
In the dark sky of daybreak time
A crane and a tortoise both slipped and fell
Who could she find just at the back of her?




I'm so sorry
Miss.Jeanie and Mr.Mick
I'm...
Bird in a cage
I can not fly freely in the sky ;_;

lisa

Made in belfast
Set sail on the open tide
New york destination
Fastest speed

Ice blast seas
Ice bergs ahead no slow speed
Crash of wave
Thunder roar of engines

Ice warnings no slow speed
Ice berg ahead
Warning ignored
Crash band

Colsion
All stopped silence engines stopped
The great ship lost
Tide rushs in in the gret linner decends
Lives lost woman children saved to the bottm she lays
The great ship lost
The seas the the grave

A nightmare force me awakened
the tough life
force me awakened...

My dreams come through the walls
light up my dark room
darkens light ones...

My nightmares are plague carriers
dreams of life
sometimes brings death...

In my sleep I have nightmares
when awake I have my thoughts
I'm not sure which is worse...

Often my pillow is an ocean
some nights I drown
in my own tears and hopes...

If I scream wake me
I didn't mean to wake you
it was just a nightmare...

I’ve been to the edge, and I stared straight down,
A large empty void, no escape, no sound,
Whispers from ghosts of days gone past,
Years ticking away, life moving on way to fast,
Reflecting on the person I was long ago,
Seeds of the future that began to grow,
Searching for something that seemed out of reach,
My soul for the taking, to Him I beseech,
Save this soul I screamed to the clouds above,
Aren't you suppose to be a God of love,
Questions arose that seemed so far,
Heartache and pain that left a scar,
To each that seek the answers to your own sin,
Search no further than your soul within,
The Man upstairs will leave you to ponder,
To let you decide if want your soul to wander,
Understand which path you have chose to stalk,
Understand in the shadows where the demons walk
The answers are the test for you to learn,
To fail the test in the fires you shall burn,
There is no end to this story you have just heard,
Just comes from some feelings that have been stirred,
Still learning the lessons that this life still brings,
I just know it is God who pulls the strings.

The process of age is a life spun story,
wrinkles and lines that span our face,
many hunger for fame and glory,
the majority would like to live in grace,

Life is about living and new ventures,
age is about slow decay and death,
some will end up with new dentures,
many will age beyond lifes normal breath,

How we live our passage and what way,
in relation to time we are but a speck,
so many others want to have a say,
in the end we will all be laid below deck,

You know time is closing when you go to places,
attending those requiems and funeral parlours,
all those who were close you remember their faces,
you just want to hide in sunny harbours,

Life and Age is a process due,
many will enjoy and live life to the full,
in the end we will all wear death knells shoe,
for others we become mankinds cull.