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yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 5:14am
3rd Feb 2019 5:14am
8. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
My feet feel gravity un-gilled. They shuffle
how an airplane lands at night. The towers
hiccuping bubbles like they just had a habanero
telling us which way is up and which way
to burn in inkwater. Here a padded slope
with the headlights of trench fish, bifarious
and lighting the turning down, down, down.
Rows a hushed sway of seaweed heads.
How to show the fish a mirror since they live in one?
Cameron, you couldn’t have imagined the abyss better.
Cut lights, action in seats. We don’t
need a crowd, just the silver screen and the...
how an airplane lands at night. The towers
hiccuping bubbles like they just had a habanero
telling us which way is up and which way
to burn in inkwater. Here a padded slope
with the headlights of trench fish, bifarious
and lighting the turning down, down, down.
Rows a hushed sway of seaweed heads.
How to show the fish a mirror since they live in one?
Cameron, you couldn’t have imagined the abyss better.
Cut lights, action in seats. We don’t
need a crowd, just the silver screen and the...
#dark
#funny
#monsters #dating
#monsters #dating
13 reads
2 Comments
Kiddiegrinder
Michael J
Michael J
Poem Published
20th May 2019 00:02am
20th May 2019 00:02am
Father,daughter bonding time
#grief
#death
15 reads
0 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
5th Sep 2017 11:21pm
5th Sep 2017 11:21pm
RECKLESS
When eternity is out of reach
Washed away by waves of the beach
And you feel in your aching bones
And hear it in earthly tones
That you’ve lost your only chance
To have that wedding dance
With Jesus in heaven
Having lost your Lucky Seven
Your heart has no other choice
You lose your way and voice
And you step into the world of a reckless sinner
Destined to lose and not be a winner.
As much as one misses God and turn to Him
The light of the soul grows awfully dim
Cast into darkness, one sits in silence
As...
Washed away by waves of the beach
And you feel in your aching bones
And hear it in earthly tones
That you’ve lost your only chance
To have that wedding dance
With Jesus in heaven
Having lost your Lucky Seven
Your heart has no other choice
You lose your way and voice
And you step into the world of a reckless sinner
Destined to lose and not be a winner.
As much as one misses God and turn to Him
The light of the soul grows awfully dim
Cast into darkness, one sits in silence
As...
16 reads
6 Comments
Xia
Poem Published
27th Apr 2019 8:41am
27th Apr 2019 8:41am
Holes in holes
Damn my actions for never parting the seas... Grew to an adult with relationship hurt… what passes the ear leads to nothing… up parasol so I can see them coming… See villains coming side by side… I’m no better because it’s written in my design… These villains come with furrowed brow… At last these villains come for the now…
Glee for the forgotten, remorseful god! When my cross I bare consumes me… Holes in holes, fell through holes in holes… glee for the forgotten vindictive one!
Didn’t die on my life’s last transaction… The house I left was void of God… Thought that war wasn’t seen...
Glee for the forgotten, remorseful god! When my cross I bare consumes me… Holes in holes, fell through holes in holes… glee for the forgotten vindictive one!
Didn’t die on my life’s last transaction… The house I left was void of God… Thought that war wasn’t seen...
#grief
#dark
#death
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
19th May 2019 10:33pm
19th May 2019 10:33pm
Bear Baiting
First Saw
your worthlessness,
Get away
from us.
Ire, bubbling
beneath surface.
Tried to
halt.
Bear poked,
your fault,
You're gonna
get mauled.
your worthlessness,
Get away
from us.
Ire, bubbling
beneath surface.
Tried to
halt.
Bear poked,
your fault,
You're gonna
get mauled.
#anger
#dark
#murder #PowerOfWords
#murder #PowerOfWords
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
22nd Sep 2017 2:25am
PRISON CELL
Here I am sitting in my prison cell
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
No one notices; no one can tell
My body in physical form is free
But my immortal soul-the real me
Is chained and locked away
A smile I carry day after day
But a heaviness I carry deep in the soul
Where no one can see...no one knows.
The knowledge that I may have fallen from grace
Living my younger days in total disgrace
Wearying the Lord and making Him cry
Taking for granted that for me He died
It cost me nothing and He asked for nothing in return
But doing the right thing I didn't...
19 reads
7 Comments
Amanacer
Poem Published
15th May 2019 00:57am
15th May 2019 00:57am
Sins
En tu funeral At your funeral
Innumerables mujeres llorando Myriad women crying
Sus lágrimas son temporal Their tears temporary
Ellas no te recordaran You will soon be erased from their memory
El Diablo está esperando The Devil is waiting
Contando sus pecados Counting your sins
Tu Asiento reservado Your seat reserved
Mientras su camino While on...
Innumerables mujeres llorando Myriad women crying
Sus lágrimas son temporal Their tears temporary
Ellas no te recordaran You will soon be erased from their memory
El Diablo está esperando The Devil is waiting
Contando sus pecados Counting your sins
Tu Asiento reservado Your seat reserved
Mientras su camino While on...
#death
#devil
19 reads
3 Comments
Losterodedsoul
Poem Published
19th May 2019 6:57am
19th May 2019 6:57am
Treacherous delusions
She act untouchable in her delusions of grandeur but the kinks in her armor
are transparent. She lays wounded at the end of her own dagger
And needs not another drawn upon her in the slaughter
especially by a family member
or a significant other.
I did however came to find and did discover
Her heart and mind burned asunder
In the flame of her former lover.
I however, of her kin and kind was witness to her sin
and sinister grin
during the times of her crime time and again.
I was offered no quarter
Throughout the...
are transparent. She lays wounded at the end of her own dagger
And needs not another drawn upon her in the slaughter
especially by a family member
or a significant other.
I did however came to find and did discover
Her heart and mind burned asunder
In the flame of her former lover.
I however, of her kin and kind was witness to her sin
and sinister grin
during the times of her crime time and again.
I was offered no quarter
Throughout the...
#secrets
#family
#lies
#abuse
#MeToo
19 reads
2 Comments
ThePiper
Poem Published
25th Apr 2019 7:35pm
25th Apr 2019 7:35pm
Death Zone
Let me rest here and look back,
Look, see that broken hard path
Where I struggled and stumbled
You held out your hand to steady
Me good friend and companion
And the green bit there. Easy
Easy going. The guiding hand
Of a friend in need in deed
and there, those rough rock
I scraped my knees and blood
Trickled down my shaking tired
Legs. I paused there waiting
For the cool wind that soothed
And caressed my achingly weary
Body until my legs could start
Again. Keeping me on this road
What views! What good memories ...
Look, see that broken hard path
Where I struggled and stumbled
You held out your hand to steady
Me good friend and companion
And the green bit there. Easy
Easy going. The guiding hand
Of a friend in need in deed
and there, those rough rock
I scraped my knees and blood
Trickled down my shaking tired
Legs. I paused there waiting
For the cool wind that soothed
And caressed my achingly weary
Body until my legs could start
Again. Keeping me on this road
What views! What good memories ...
#loneliness
#death
#aging
20 reads
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
13th Mar 2017 11:15pm
13th Mar 2017 11:15pm
untitled (collapsing atop the sad and broad glen)
i.
As bleak and murdersome crows
serve no mortal beauty nor
in tones of black assume
to beg pardon of the rose
nor in the obscuring dark
let pity's bones lay hushful and tenderly
so i am out of place
i am at a place out of place and with baleful heart
a space of no gardenias also nor honeysuckle
for brogue soles
deathly have trampled those under.
ii.
, collapsing atop the sad and broad glen
i shave my head to immersion ...
As bleak and murdersome crows
serve no mortal beauty nor
in tones of black assume
to beg pardon of the rose
nor in the obscuring dark
let pity's bones lay hushful and tenderly
so i am out of place
i am at a place out of place and with baleful heart
a space of no gardenias also nor honeysuckle
for brogue soles
deathly have trampled those under.
ii.
, collapsing atop the sad and broad glen
i shave my head to immersion ...
21 reads
7 Comments
Kiddiegrinder
Michael J
Michael J
Poem Published
15th May 2019 3:39pm
15th May 2019 3:39pm
Summer camp
From Summer camp cabbin to splatter home. Crystal lake full of underage cadavers bobbing just in view of authorities.
Counselors heads found in a circle filled with cum,some belonging to the campers.
A deaf kid found screaming in the broom closet.
No traces of her sister or best friend,Cops writing them off dead even if there not.
There bound and gagged to some trees nearby.
From what I heard the whole case was thrown under the rug,at least till I drag it back into the light next year.
Counselors heads found in a circle filled with cum,some belonging to the campers.
A deaf kid found screaming in the broom closet.
No traces of her sister or best friend,Cops writing them off dead even if there not.
There bound and gagged to some trees nearby.
From what I heard the whole case was thrown under the rug,at least till I drag it back into the light next year.
#murder
#evil
21 reads
1 Comment
LennyBlue
Yorkshire
Yorkshire
Poem Published
19th May 2019 9:50pm
19th May 2019 9:50pm
Winter Death
The quiet dark night was blanketed with the
soft white touches of winter.
Moms cold mattress stained with death
void of warmth of her flesh,
now discarded to the curb where dogs pee.
A day and a night ago you existed for me,
I held your hand as you sipped tea.
A single dim lamp barely illuminated the tearful clown poster you loved.
We emptied the small clean apartment as if you never lived there, everything is gone.
Silence, nothingness, bare, lifeless,
all you left is memories and tears.
soft white touches of winter.
Moms cold mattress stained with death
void of warmth of her flesh,
now discarded to the curb where dogs pee.
A day and a night ago you existed for me,
I held your hand as you sipped tea.
A single dim lamp barely illuminated the tearful clown poster you loved.
We emptied the small clean apartment as if you never lived there, everything is gone.
Silence, nothingness, bare, lifeless,
all you left is memories and tears.
#sadness
#mother
#death #emptiness
#death #emptiness
21 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Dark Poetry. Dark Poems about Death, Horror and Evil
