Dark Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#dark
dark seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
dour
my terror utters screams you cannot hear
only the damned take notice
with racous laughter
heckling my demise
show fear better not
Or the whole riotous lot will attack
heed my warning or blister
in the hated cold where everything is dour
Stand your ground and hold tight to your beliefs
cause the demons come to feast
gorging on your doubts
lying to you, shouting with closed mouths
but you hear them all the same
It is an evil game they play
Madness bane if you back down
They will become more brazen ...
only the damned take notice
with racous laughter
heckling my demise
show fear better not
Or the whole riotous lot will attack
heed my warning or blister
in the hated cold where everything is dour
Stand your ground and hold tight to your beliefs
cause the demons come to feast
gorging on your doubts
lying to you, shouting with closed mouths
but you hear them all the same
It is an evil game they play
Madness bane if you back down
They will become more brazen ...
#dark
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unhinged
gothic bedlam within my hollows
black on black into the depths of my sorrow
dark refrains haunt me to my marrow
tis err to tarry run away with us and forget your sadness
Merry is the way to hell
Make quick with your decisions
Don't wait on the field
sewing bitter fruit grieve
for all the funnery you could have
fuckery be damned
damsel of distress heed our beckoning
so I don my tattered dress sewn with despair
and stitched with my dismal attitude
frolicking on the manner are the usual demons ...
black on black into the depths of my sorrow
dark refrains haunt me to my marrow
tis err to tarry run away with us and forget your sadness
Merry is the way to hell
Make quick with your decisions
Don't wait on the field
sewing bitter fruit grieve
for all the funnery you could have
fuckery be damned
damsel of distress heed our beckoning
so I don my tattered dress sewn with despair
and stitched with my dismal attitude
frolicking on the manner are the usual demons ...
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
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collision course
counting my breaths with dread in my veins
Inhale deeply and exhale
with the knowledge I can't control myself
Decisions made alter my course
with a need so deep I reach
colliding with shame
reaching for the dark to cover me
a flickering star at midnight
embedded with pain I sin
my fear tells me I will never change
and paints terrible scenarios of how it will play out
my brokenness plain for all to see
so bare a feeling I cringe
unbearable knowing you're going to crash
and can do nothing to stop it ...
Inhale deeply and exhale
with the knowledge I can't control myself
Decisions made alter my course
with a need so deep I reach
colliding with shame
reaching for the dark to cover me
a flickering star at midnight
embedded with pain I sin
my fear tells me I will never change
and paints terrible scenarios of how it will play out
my brokenness plain for all to see
so bare a feeling I cringe
unbearable knowing you're going to crash
and can do nothing to stop it ...
#dark
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No Path
I was walking down a grassy path.
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
The sign told me,go on and you'll escape its wrath.
The sign led me to a path far away.
The people told me,follow it,and your woes will go away.
As I kept walking,flowers grew.
Birds flew and sun is anew.
Yet ,something felt odd about this path.
Was it the right choice?
And did I escape pain and all its wrath?
The flowers were colorful.
And the birds were wild,free.
The rabbits were happy.
But somehow,it wasn't for me.
As I was halfway through that path.
I felt the...
#dark
#despair
#hope
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Cemetery Slut

#dark
#erotic
#graveyard
#seductive
#sex
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4 My Daughter
She thinks whispering,
Will keep the government from hearing.
She thinks her daddy,
Is just mad at me.
She thinks spying,
Is wrong and not complying,
With her future.
Knowing what the government will do to her.
I know she hears me.
I know she learns.
I get the feel of things.
It's a game that we take turns.
I know her daddy can't see,
The creeps that follow her.
I don't even think he cares,
If they take advantage of her.
I open my thighs,
To protect her. ...
Will keep the government from hearing.
She thinks her daddy,
Is just mad at me.
She thinks spying,
Is wrong and not complying,
With her future.
Knowing what the government will do to her.
I know she hears me.
I know she learns.
I get the feel of things.
It's a game that we take turns.
I know her daddy can't see,
The creeps that follow her.
I don't even think he cares,
If they take advantage of her.
I open my thighs,
To protect her. ...
#dark
#daughter
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Sacrifice Or Gift?
The difference between a sacrifice and a gift.
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
Is that one of them could end up fire lit.
A gift is something you give out of kindness.
Something you put a lot of thought onto.
And something that can come late.
But once you see the joy on their faces,you can both relate.
A gift is handled and made with care.
And it has a red ribbon,very fair.
A sacrifice is like cutting your own hair.
And they say hair holds memories.
It's like cutting off a memory you held onto.
And doing something you might later regret.
...
#dark
#hope
#uplifting
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Forty Eight White Roses
Her blonde hair was tucked behind her ears. With her sparkly eyes and that ravenous smile upon her ravishing face.
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her...
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her...
#dark
#lover
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filler up
my loneliness echoes inside me
cruelly deceptive within my hollows I fill the empty space with you
but you are not mine to have
and I wonder, would you fill these places if things were different
seeking ever seeking for a way to cope
Holding my breath underwater is my life
I know I can't hold it long
I'm on razor blade tight rope walking
Anxiety is getting worse by the day
my hold is tenuous at best
The worst has me wondering how long I can do this
Will every day be torture
hold my breath sobriety
take a...
cruelly deceptive within my hollows I fill the empty space with you
but you are not mine to have
and I wonder, would you fill these places if things were different
seeking ever seeking for a way to cope
Holding my breath underwater is my life
I know I can't hold it long
I'm on razor blade tight rope walking
Anxiety is getting worse by the day
my hold is tenuous at best
The worst has me wondering how long I can do this
Will every day be torture
hold my breath sobriety
take a...
#anxiety
#dark
#LifeStruggles
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Lost At Sea
My arms grew tired, I couldn't swim anymore
No one around to help me
A sharp pain within my core
I was drifting further & further out
The more I fought the current
I began to panic, I began to shout
The distant coastline was my last vision
Rip currents tired me out
I made my final decision
I stayed afloat until I had nothing else left
Neptune dragged me down
Drowning was the cause of death
No one around to help me
A sharp pain within my core
I was drifting further & further out
The more I fought the current
I began to panic, I began to shout
The distant coastline was my last vision
Rip currents tired me out
I made my final decision
I stayed afloat until I had nothing else left
Neptune dragged me down
Drowning was the cause of death
#dark
#rhyming
#sea #water
#sea #water
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The Dark
my thoughts wander to my darkness as they often do
Where it comes from, I know not
never to see the light of day
the things that creep inside my psyche
to harm another not in keeping with my gentle nature
My soul blanches at the thought of another's downfall
still, to keep it all in my anxiety grows
and the words tumble out of my mouth
Where they go later, I don't know
It troubles me even still
celebrated darkness from the pit
My mind wasn't always so inclined
with studious study of the bible I did toil
Then...
Where it comes from, I know not
never to see the light of day
the things that creep inside my psyche
to harm another not in keeping with my gentle nature
My soul blanches at the thought of another's downfall
still, to keep it all in my anxiety grows
and the words tumble out of my mouth
Where they go later, I don't know
It troubles me even still
celebrated darkness from the pit
My mind wasn't always so inclined
with studious study of the bible I did toil
Then...
#dark
#spiritual
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Venomous Lies
Crooked spine
And hobbled feet
Corrupted mind
Thoughts incomplete
Blood red eyes
And a forked tongue
Venomous lies
Told to the young
Evil hatred spread
Wicked and twisted
Army of the dead
In shadows existed
Coming for our souls
Coming for our lives
Absolute control
Hate sharpened knives
With hearts unopened
And minds closed down
Consumed by smoke and
Mirrors we drown
Promised a future
Promised a life
Instead we're sutured
Concealing our strife ...
And hobbled feet
Corrupted mind
Thoughts incomplete
Blood red eyes
And a forked tongue
Venomous lies
Told to the young
Evil hatred spread
Wicked and twisted
Army of the dead
In shadows existed
Coming for our souls
Coming for our lives
Absolute control
Hate sharpened knives
With hearts unopened
And minds closed down
Consumed by smoke and
Mirrors we drown
Promised a future
Promised a life
Instead we're sutured
Concealing our strife ...
#dark
#emptiness
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