Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,492)

Crawling lies
like a snake
in ambushing
You bite me
on the back

Nesting asleep
On the chest
The circle of life
Searching the warmth within,

upon the heat
Crocodile tears
Wiped away my smile
Coldness in what you done

Sinking the fangs
From the darkness
off your soul
Deep into my heart

The blood turns black in lies
In the multitude of sins,
biting in the back
Through venomous words
Poisoning the mind

Killing me slowly
Apple in the eye
Totally
Without doubt
Rotten

Here is yet another one of my lyrics. Written way back in 1995.

And to answer a question, before it may be asked.... yes, the "charlie" is referring to Charles Manson. Thankfully that psycho is locked up.

Though i am not the presttiest i am cute, Though im not the sexiest ill always be cute. Nor am i skinny. I am thick and learning to love it. Though i have suicidal thoughts i could never go through with it. For i have learn that i am on this Earth for a reason. Don't judge Someone inless you know some one..

drenched deep in sadness
falling into shadows
salted water
rising from
the deepest ocean
burning down
the cheeks

softest feeling
breaking inside
drinking from
the cup of darkness
most painful
of all emotions
a broken heart

alone a nightmare
the mind breaking
fried sleepless
shattering one dream
howling from the soul
gritting teeth
at pain
in this cruel world

the heart sinks
towards hell
a lonely Christmas
light of love
burning one candle
searching space
sending warmth
through a prayer
thanking him

stirring darkness
into the light
cold howling winds
clouds within nightmares
windows of dreams misted
fingers drawing
love tears

the deepest being
that once saw
a soft light
smiled with happiness
when it butterfly waltzed
with every beat

dreams where so beautiful
they where fairytales
shooting stars
where wishes granted
my Christmas
cried myself
to sleep
destiny filled with emotion
feelings shadows loneliness
in the horizon of my dreams

He left one day,
he didn't say goodbye,
or explained why.

So I wept and wept.
Carved his name in my arm.

Where has he gone?
Will I ever hear from him again?
Does he have a happy life?
Does he think of me as I think of him?

You like to be punished and I punish well
My words of warning on deaf ear fell
I am not the girl for you and will never be
Why can the world but not you see
I am what one calls a bitter medicine nothing more
Please I am begging you just walk through the door
Who you look at is not whom you seem to see at all
I will never be there to pick you up after a fall
I have no interest in your future; PLEASE
No stability, no dependability just a TEASE
Your biggest mistake is seeing me as a wife
I only want to ruin your life

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Twas the twilight creeping in thru morning

The lingering of your presence felt here still

The tears that stayed upon my heart and soul

Tears held captive no longer able to spill




Children's joys found by simple pleasures

As coffee cans turned into telephones

Skip to lou my darling darkness comes soon

Picture perfect tucked in our loving homes




Quiet leaves me here facing dreams of mist

Alive awake just not wanting to see

Preferring the comfort of the cozy

Staying in the realms of the dreams I'll be




Morning sun upon my face time to rise

Not wanting to leave my dreams how time flies


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Why!

Tempt yea bee, not with riches of this now place world

For it bee not an eternity for you to reap

Meek ye are, not so to inherit a part to take with you into the neither land… for wherefore is such a place

For your place is in the land of never bee

Forsaken to the blackness of the unknowing and the unseen by man

The lowly worm is mightier then thou

For when you depart into the bowels of the earth

They feed, within thy very bones

The worms crawl in and the worms crawl out, they are therefore in charge for a brief moment here upon this earth

Time will erase any markings that thou might have cast in this illusion of fictional dimension

Like the, wearing down of the mighty stones to wind blown sand

For are we not all but specks in a black ebb that eventually swallows us up in both space and time

Are we not but mirrored objects passing bye to be obliterated by it’s breaking of the glass

Who’s toy are we … played with … by who

Foresooth, why, why, why I search for why … do not we all!

Pondering - disillusionment - Why were we put here - Is there an afterlife - Is there a god?

There are so many religions in this world …
So many beliefs in different ways …
I believe in the freedom of religious beliefs
Or non-belief if that is their wish

But to find the answers why are we here and where are we going … or if in our passing … we just cease to exist … to be no more … I know not why

I believe life is not complicated when it ceases it than becomes a complete blank … like no more electricity is available because of a blown fuse!

Written in free verse by
One that Ponders
JimEee

PS … I wish not to offend anyone
I only ponder why?

Life a climbing path
Trudging up and down
Roads made of clay
Meandering all around
Full of potholes
Jarring us astray
Out of somewhere
Where I don’t care
Because as always
Becoming aware
Shifts shape over time
Smooth as sand
Makes driftwood
Washed by waves
Hollowed by tears
My macabre fears
Always so behaves
Masked from reality
Because mortality
As old as age
Becoming like
A yellowed page

Life is nothing but a dreamers paradise,
we all strive to obtain an existence in parity,
too much poverty, too much avarice,
our minds full of fears, hard to get clarity,

We plan our future with some sort of aim,
sometimes things go the right way,
other days we get little gain,
and if your lucky, you even get to have a say,

You feel that your years are planned,
then you get those things called knock backs,
and no matter what you do, all gets out of hand,
advice from the so called clever ones, the wisecracks,

Sometimes your so far down lifes totem pole,
your heart is heavy and your mind clouded,
you even consider digging your own hole,
every part of your life looks shrouded,

The years go by and you look to the past,
then you consider the ones that are dear,
you look at the good times then wonder why they never last,
because of their love and fear, this is what keeps your here.