Dark by Top Critiquers Poems
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dark by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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#dark
#erotic
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
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Buried With The Dead
Not even trying to conceal their behavior
Spreading deceit right in front of our eyes
Claiming the title of some pseudo savior
Arrogance is born from these ruthless lies
Pathetic old man clinging to spiteful ways
Entitlement provides a lust for holding power
Monsters remain loyal by killing off the strays
Watching it all go down from his ivory tower
Rats infest this land that once housed the free
Memories are painted in needless bloodshed
Liberty hangs lifeless from some forgotten tree
Seems all hope has been buried with the...
Spreading deceit right in front of our eyes
Claiming the title of some pseudo savior
Arrogance is born from these ruthless lies
Pathetic old man clinging to spiteful ways
Entitlement provides a lust for holding power
Monsters remain loyal by killing off the strays
Watching it all go down from his ivory tower
Rats infest this land that once housed the free
Memories are painted in needless bloodshed
Liberty hangs lifeless from some forgotten tree
Seems all hope has been buried with the...
#dark
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Always in a daze
Always in a daze
I live the same routine over & over again
Wear that empty gaze
The one that keeps me
Sane!
Don't crucify me
You'll see
Inside I'm fragile....I'm weak
So much more to lose
if I don't try
But I cannot change
I'll just burn the ambition inside
Stared into a void
Of emptiness and a bitter feeling
Too much time alone
Leads me into darkness, dreaming
This road will take me nowhere
Suffocates my will
Today though, I will try again to be something I am not
I live the same routine over & over again
Wear that empty gaze
The one that keeps me
Sane!
Don't crucify me
You'll see
Inside I'm fragile....I'm weak
So much more to lose
if I don't try
But I cannot change
I'll just burn the ambition inside
Stared into a void
Of emptiness and a bitter feeling
Too much time alone
Leads me into darkness, dreaming
This road will take me nowhere
Suffocates my will
Today though, I will try again to be something I am not
#boredom
#dark
#LifeGoals
#loneliness
#vulnerability
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unperceived in the ominous woods~with the talented Sage_6_paths_light
the darkness beckons
and I come forth willingly, into the unknown
sensing something forbodeing, I draw back to the shadows
the trees are silent it's eerie
forsake the angels
it's a spell their under
I've always been friend to the trees
today they loom large
the forest smells of copper pennies
an unmistakable tang
withdrawing further, a tree warns
a madman is afoot
with wild eyes and smile that chills
my blood runs cold, as I catch sight of him
Bloodlust in the air
Hard to breath my thoughts...
and I come forth willingly, into the unknown
sensing something forbodeing, I draw back to the shadows
the trees are silent it's eerie
forsake the angels
it's a spell their under
I've always been friend to the trees
today they loom large
the forest smells of copper pennies
an unmistakable tang
withdrawing further, a tree warns
a madman is afoot
with wild eyes and smile that chills
my blood runs cold, as I catch sight of him
Bloodlust in the air
Hard to breath my thoughts...
#collaboration
#dark
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Should have Stayed Gone
You should have stayed gone
When you walked out that door
I should have changed those locks
Cause I don’t want you here no more
This time when you leave
Please don’t come back here no more
You say I’m an evil woman.
Evil to the core
If I am so evil, baby
Why are you back here at my door
I can't take it no more, honey
Don’t come back here no more
I cook you a dinner
You throw it back
I'll wear that red dress you like
You ask what is that?
When I say let’s go the room
You say you are fine...
When you walked out that door
I should have changed those locks
Cause I don’t want you here no more
This time when you leave
Please don’t come back here no more
You say I’m an evil woman.
Evil to the core
If I am so evil, baby
Why are you back here at my door
I can't take it no more, honey
Don’t come back here no more
I cook you a dinner
You throw it back
I'll wear that red dress you like
You ask what is that?
When I say let’s go the room
You say you are fine...
#anger
#dark
#regret
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Releasing the Light
It is our light not our darkness
that most frightens us.'
We lit the candles of our Spirit—
not under a bushel of ancient secrets
digging as moles in sunken basements;
but, a cavernous gateway to acceptance
Trimmed the wicks of our heart
to observe Love blaze brighter
from this darkest eve of Winter
Allowed flames to alight memory—
fill our dark soul of night
with fresh perspectives in truth
Felt bygone...
that most frightens us.'
We lit the candles of our Spirit—
not under a bushel of ancient secrets
digging as moles in sunken basements;
but, a cavernous gateway to acceptance
Trimmed the wicks of our heart
to observe Love blaze brighter
from this darkest eve of Winter
Allowed flames to alight memory—
fill our dark soul of night
with fresh perspectives in truth
Felt bygone...
#dark
#sun
#winter
#nature
#humankind
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The Birth of a Scream
Lost.
Disoriented.
I mingle between terror
and nightmares.
Lurking creatures
with a lust to scare.
The dark growls,
yearning to be fed.
It gnaws on my fear
in my bone's core.
You become less
in your dark greed for more.
All the petrified, paralyzed hours.
Time groans, grabs and devours.
From the cold bottomless pit
of the abyss.
Can be heard
a real high pitch hiss.
A murderous cry it seems.
The birth of a scream.
Disoriented.
I mingle between terror
and nightmares.
Lurking creatures
with a lust to scare.
The dark growls,
yearning to be fed.
It gnaws on my fear
in my bone's core.
You become less
in your dark greed for more.
All the petrified, paralyzed hours.
Time groans, grabs and devours.
From the cold bottomless pit
of the abyss.
Can be heard
a real high pitch hiss.
A murderous cry it seems.
The birth of a scream.
#dark
#fear
#nightmares
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INSPIRED BY 'PRIMAL NEEDS'
I drive you hard against the wall,
my tool nails you, I give you all
the naked lust, that's been pent up
In clothed chaste daytime, like a tup.
We're both in unshamed nakedness,
you smell of your wet readiness.
Like a dog with an on-heat bitch,
my lust is roused to fever pitch.
You confided your inner need
and your yearning to do the deed,
Taking a submissive part
as I drive your long legs apart.
A deed where there's no lying back,
No leisured fumbling in the sack.
Like steel when it is...
my tool nails you, I give you all
the naked lust, that's been pent up
In clothed chaste daytime, like a tup.
We're both in unshamed nakedness,
you smell of your wet readiness.
Like a dog with an on-heat bitch,
my lust is roused to fever pitch.
You confided your inner need
and your yearning to do the deed,
Taking a submissive part
as I drive your long legs apart.
A deed where there's no lying back,
No leisured fumbling in the sack.
Like steel when it is...
#lust
#dark
#erotic #rhyming
#erotic #rhyming
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Insignificance
Oblivion is sounding good right now.
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
#dark
#despair
#humankind
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I Do Not Agree With Reality
I am alive.
Open my body, what do you find?
Periods and question marks.
A useless hide.
A meat sack of trivial answers and lies.
Locks of hair entangling my mind.
Wading through emotional turmoil tides.
Combing through the who's and why's.
Leaving all of reality behind.
I'm just a cunt. Some useless meat.
Come prize me as your specialty.
I'll give you your dose of prime protein.
And fatten you with psychological schemes.
Keep me alive in your dreams.
Keep me close, don't try to hide.
Keep me wet,...
Open my body, what do you find?
Periods and question marks.
A useless hide.
A meat sack of trivial answers and lies.
Locks of hair entangling my mind.
Wading through emotional turmoil tides.
Combing through the who's and why's.
Leaving all of reality behind.
I'm just a cunt. Some useless meat.
Come prize me as your specialty.
I'll give you your dose of prime protein.
And fatten you with psychological schemes.
Keep me alive in your dreams.
Keep me close, don't try to hide.
Keep me wet,...
#dark
#identity
#mystery #TruthOfLife
#mystery #TruthOfLife
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Dirty Ace of Hearts
Channeling you
Looking everywhere
Then suddenly
You appeared
A dirty version
Former self
Turned out
Struggling to survive
Your immaculate conception
Poisoned on the avenue
Splintered and struck
I had choices
Take you home
Bathe you in sanctity
Or leave you wounded
For the next John
To worship you
Make you into his likeness
Only to fail desperately
As he won't know
What I...
Looking everywhere
Then suddenly
You appeared
A dirty version
Former self
Turned out
Struggling to survive
Your immaculate conception
Poisoned on the avenue
Splintered and struck
I had choices
Take you home
Bathe you in sanctity
Or leave you wounded
For the next John
To worship you
Make you into his likeness
Only to fail desperately
As he won't know
What I...
#dark
#despair
#hurt
#LifeStruggles
#temptation
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One of Them
Cold shadows collected, strewn through the night
Like a dark trousseau full of mourning and grief
As the remnants of ghosts and specters past
Gather around like a den of thieves
But my eyes could not distinguish life from death
The very fabric of reality has been lost to memory
With an emptiness that seems to weigh a ton
Where the silence feels quite deafening
There, secrets are whispered in frayed threads
Fractured and broken in mnemonic tones
Lost forever in the echoes of time
Knowing I’ll become one of them
Like a dark trousseau full of mourning and grief
As the remnants of ghosts and specters past
Gather around like a den of thieves
But my eyes could not distinguish life from death
The very fabric of reality has been lost to memory
With an emptiness that seems to weigh a ton
Where the silence feels quite deafening
There, secrets are whispered in frayed threads
Fractured and broken in mnemonic tones
Lost forever in the echoes of time
Knowing I’ll become one of them
#dark
#depression
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