Dump all your DARK poems here.

Originally posted by Philosophicus
Here's my first one:

[B]Beginnings are Ends

As the worms I am condemned
to eat from the black, rotten fruits
lying dead on the filthy, hungry ground,
beneath the diseased tree of life.

As the yellowed, thirsty fields I'm aware
of the darkenning clouds above the earth;
only I don't crave the water,
but dread its inevitable fall.

I smell the nausiating reek of decay.
I taste the bitter stretch in growing.
I hear the squeels of suffering endeavors.
I feel the gnawing of age on my skin.

I see the dying in living... [/B]

Wow dude have you considered writing metal lyrics

Good question. You definitely should.

Well, maybe I should consider writing metal lyrics...do you guys think I could even make money out of it?

✅ Give yourself an ambition honey, you could do marvellously well 😊

Well, thanks for the confidence in me, really appreciate it. 🙂

heh you could make a bundle if you know the right folks. I have seen a good bit of songwriters with NO talent get cash, like the guy who did the song about a dead skunk. (country song) i mean, if a dead skunk song makes it, something meaningful HAS to...

Well, thanks - I'll definately try to give it a go.

this is one i had to write on a poetry course at school, it was based on some american poets poem about plums, it's nor very good or dark but i feel like posting somewhere so anyway -

I'm sorry
I have
stolen
your life

I hope you can
forgive me.
It is so much
better than mine

Full of
friends
Full of
happiness.

😄 😛 😆

Longing

Longing for warm presence while there’s cold absence
Is longing for absence of the present cold,
For in the absence of our love and meaning
Our own essence feels absent;
It wells from Being itself endeavoring to escape itself

Harmony of all

Let those occupations of weight go before
the light ones,
as it will open our desired way
when it's in opportunity’s selecting and testing vagueness.

- Philosophicus -

lol philosophicus.... how many accounts you made?

CONFUSED SPIRIT
Why are you lingering here?
Filled with emotions and fear?
I feel you when crying.
I hear you when calling.
I see the fire,
Intensions and your bad desires.
Why?
Why dod you do this?
Wouldn't it be better
To have a hug and kiss?
Instead you are evil,
Yet trying to be civil.
You are being controlled,
Laughed at and sold.
Stolen...from that of your grave---.
Trying to be saved.
But you can't be,
Because of cruel humanity.
You lie dead.
Thinking: "What was said was said."
Break free.
Res for eternity!
Kiss the cross,
Know the cause.
And leave...
Set yourself free,
To where you want to be.

SIN
Feel the breeze,
Kissing your skin.
A slight little freeze,
Bringing back your sin.
You remember quite clear..
Of the things you saw---
Right here,
It happened all.
Close your eyes,
Stop the dreaming.
Understand the lies,
And why they kept screaming.
Close your mouth,
You'll catch flies.
Her them scream loud,
Wide open eyes.
Feel the vibrations,
See the memory.
Heal the frustrations,
Of seeing them in the cemetery.
See the blood,
Oozing.
Creeping down the rug,
Hurting.
Feel the breeze,
Kissing your skin,
A slight little freeze,
Bringing back your sin.

THEY FOLLOW ME
Look behind me,
What do I see?
Lurking shadows,
Following me.
Walking foward,
Here they come,
Walking towards,
Floating on.
Singing voices,
In back of me.
I have no choice,
So let me be.
I run away,
As they dance.
As they sway.
Here's my chance!
Run!
I run.
They follow,
Here they come!
I stop,
I swallow.
Look behind me,
What do I see?
Lurking shadows,
Following me.

DEVIL III
Bleeding hearts
Torn apart,
Given to the devils hand.
Bleeding hearts
Torn apart,
Written curse upon the sand.
Bleeding hearts
Torn apart,
Given to that horrid man.
Bleeding hearts
Torn apart,
He'll make you burn if you dance.
Bleeding hearts
Torn apart,
There is no second chance.
TURNED AWAY, BUT....
Trun on the lights when its dark,
Pick up your feet and start to walk.
Dazzled by the fantasy world,
Forgotten about the land of the lord.
Welcomed into these gates to hell,
But you turn away,
You've already been there.
Turned off the lights,
Ignored the sights.
Locked in a sort of prison,
View of the world in crimson.
Stabbed by earth's knife,
Forgot about life.
Welcomed into these gates to hell,
But you've come to say:
I'm already there.

*the man by the fire* I saw a man he was standing by the fire he was alone...or was he? I thought i knew him but i still am not sure but i do know the things he stood for....For the children who have no food to eat for the old people who have nothing to give but their souls.For the many men and women who are gone but not forgotten...For the mother who has given all that she can give. i watched him for a minute or was it an hour? I batted my eyes in disbelief but he would not go away. I called out to him, "I will tell no one." He said, "Tell everyone, for the end is near." Time stood still as daylight turned to darkness and he was gone...but I saw a man and he was standing by the fire...