Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,489)

Darkness falls upon the soul
The heart is beating slow
The eyes do search the sky no more
Hope has become a foe.

Pain and Tears as company
Doom seems to wander close
Despair drains colours from the world
Dust covers every rose.

All music sounds like death bells now
Dull seems the brightest spark
Lost and alone in agony
Your hours have turned dark...

(written 2012)

In the centre the wooden stake
Tied on the black witch
Hands bound so she won't escape
Forsaken is she

Into the fires of hell
To with the devil she will dwell
Tortured pain ridden
Into the water held

Till she confessed her fate sealed by
Mouth her deadly deads
Now she will burn in fires of hell
Fastened tight
In a sacken dress


They place firewood surround neatly placed
Oil and tar coats the wood a fast burn to roast
This death await a bright hot burn
The cheering crowd

The wood is lite
Its now time for the witch to burn

Neither desperation
Nor fatalism, brood
Amongst the heart
Or twixt the head
Should they retract
(Those sanguine fingers)
Tendrils of life
(Or pernicious death?)

Im a real guy,
With real eyes,
I realize the real lies,
I read between the lines,
See through the thin disguise,
Everyone tries to cry wolf to me,
Telling me things expecting belief,
They repeat the same stories,
Of yesterdays glories,
Layed out before me,
This web of deciet,
No surprise now when lies
Come from everyone I meet,
Through their teeth,
Come tales,
Some great and some small,
How they did big things,
How they lost it all,
What is it called?,
Its no longer a fib,
It gets more involved,
as they make up shit,
Remembering only lies,
They're all that they've got,
Cant tell anymore whats real,
Whats not,
This is exactly how they seem to think,
White lies grow dark as fast as they blink,
Black as night like stars they wink,
I sink,
Into a realm of distrust,
Watching everyone,
Wondering what they want...

You have left my soul lost in darkness,
I cannot find my way out,
I must let you go...,
Please pass away,
So that I may feel again,
Please let in the light,
So that I may see again,
Please unchain my bonds,
So that I may have freedom,
Please let me be,
So that I may love....

Lookin into the eyes of a man thats deceitful, walkin amongst the dead, this the land of evil, for the things i did i condemed me people, on my knees every night prayin that they piecefull.. pop pills drink liqour father save my soul, life full of sin, wanna make it right before the day that im cold, and the day that im gone, just help my moms and my fam to stay strong, and the worst part of dyin is bein alone!!

What it means to be lonely?
Truly be alone...
Sitting on an empty couch!
Just playing with my phone ...
People pass the window ,
And all I see...
A man walking his dog..
Never noticing me...
Tick tick... tick tock ...
Is that my brain..
Or just a broken clock.


I want to be alone..
Or do I wish theyd see..
I am a lonely girl,
Wishing theyd notice me.......

A smile can fake a hundred woes ..
A joke can lift a thousand loes..
A movie can take her mind away..
But ALONE on the couch she will always lay ...

Flames and fiery breath
Within
Hot breathing nostrals
The kiss of hot fiery breath

Its talons
Held with clench breath
Poised to tear flesh from flesh
Strikes the heart with its talons

Its strikes with venom monsters of the nite beast of mortal
Earth
Dragons of the night
Scales of justice to protect
Its mortal soul

Fighting monsters and humans alike
Dismembers its victims soul
These dragons and monsters of the nite

Jason had a friend,
It was the Undertaker,
Jason had a fight,
And did a massive piledriver!


Jason had a deal,
With Freddy Kruger,
Got to start killing field,
Scaring new kids on the block.


Jason met his mother,
And stayed in Bates motel,
Found he has a lost older
brother,
Who is a freaky peeping tom.


Jason learnt from Norman Bates,
Settled in his home sweet home,
Got poisoned and back stabbed,
Made him mad enough to spilt Norman in half!


Jason now is all alone,
No friends or foes,
Will the devil take him to Hell,
Or angels save his soul?

To each his own hell.
Their version they will tell.
From grace each has fell.
Their torment, only one knows well.

I have witness the embodiment of my greatest fear.
It has blistered my soul but I have not shed a tear.
Why can I not cry?
I can’t find a reason why.

It feels like something died inside.
But as I look at myself from the outside
All I see is sadness crafted from someone else’s madness
I have lost my happiness.

But I shall not be buried in the depth of this misery.
This moment will be an event of my history.
A reflection, only to be seen in a memory.
“A once upon a time”, in my life’s story.

Burn not these pages of my hell.
I’ll keep them, to remember them well.
A reminder of how I fell.
In the abode of sorrow I will not dwell.

Sorry for not staying longer but I only came to visit.
Unfortunately I’m already in transit.
To the devil of my hell I bid you farewell!
If I ever I return, I’ll be sure to ring your “door bell”.