Dark

The Beasts

TheeUnknown — Tue, 11 Mar 2014 23:34:48 +0000

He runs through the crowded street yelling screaming the looks of people he passes as he frantically tries to escape. the sound of growling gets closer and closer panicking he turns a corner to his dismay he is confronted by a pair of eyes so red it is if they where made purely from blood. Fur so black it resembles pure darkness. He turns only to fall prey to the beasts fangs. They devour him until nothing remains.

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Not really sure about this one

Catch me if you can

Randy Johnson — Sun, 28 Apr 2013 16:38:44 +0000

I've killed many people, I'm a very dangerous man.
I have a message for the cops, catch me if you can.
I've murdered over forty people during the last ten years.
The police can't touch me, that's the way it appears.
I know that I need to get help but I never will.
I'm a sick man and it pleasures me when I kill.
Each victim screams and begs for his or her life.
Some times I use a gun, other times I use a knife.
The cops just busted down my door, they've caught me after all.
I'll be contacting my lawyer with my one phone call.
The police are much more resourceful than I thought.
I believed that I was invincible and couldn't be caught.
Now I'll be spending my time in a cell, I'll be left there to rot.
If you also think you can get away with murder, you can not.

Behind The Poem:

This is a fictional poem.

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Tenebrous Light

SNP — Fri, 28 Dec 2012 01:38:12 +0000

Good blood never dies

You won’t discover truth

When all you pursue is lie

Real scary livin happens

Day and night

The devil’s here

Not even adolescents are protected from the bezel fear

Many in a stygian life

Marvel to the sky

Has God depleted my time?

Sea of Sorrow

Poet_In_Motion — Fri, 14 Dec 2012 06:35:20 +0000

feeble hands held hostage against
metal
twisting turning to no avail
panic set in as thoughts of the here
and now seem to fade

was it the eight legged creature
spinning its web of lies comprised
of contempt against hope?
conjuring images of horror, its only
purpose to birth fear--
that wretched disease--festering;
feeding off of forgotten dreams

the veil between past and present
materialized;
as a feather it landed upon her face
heavy with tears of tomorrow
taunting her last attempt at redemption
oceans of midnight swallowed her whole

The Descent

Poet_In_Motion — Fri, 14 Dec 2012 04:09:32 +0000

wondering eyes;

maliciousness disguised

within selfish intent

caressed by intriguing

superficial effects,

such that character

descends into

depths of deceit.

spirit weeps;

mourning morality

as shallow sensations

plunge deep

into calm waters,

once a providence

of peace.

now an oasis of lies

housed by histrionic

enterprises;

each pierces the

heart of its

recipient

until karma

bears its gift--

an ironic dish

garnished with

reality

When Lust Knocked Gently

pennyforyourrhyme — Tue, 04 Dec 2012 07:12:16 +0000

A sweaty hand

Doorknob squeals

Clumsy feet

Body so starved

Of carnal meals

Of raw raw meat

Boldness steady

Tension fills

Heart spasms

Flesh so ready

One more door

Body beckons

With hope for tomorrow

To leave more sore

No light underneath

A creaky chaperone

Your door

Molten lust

Quickly filling

Marrow of every bone

Cadence of my heart

Drilling and drilling

My hand

Breath sucked

A turning knob

Held in fear

Until silence

And a

Deafening throb

A resting figure

Taunting sheet

Eyes electric

Breath hot

Amidst more heat

Desire so demands

Crawling beside

My sleeping creature

Skin to skin

Fevered roaming hands

A soft

Burning kiss

On your

Even softer cheek

My head rests

On your neck

Closing my eyes

Composure slipping

Biting my lip

Licking roughly

Before gently

Placing my teeth

With a soft ripping

In your flesh

And taking a sip

Behind The Poem:

For those who read the entire length I couldn't resist adding the twist at the end, sorry.

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Dark Angel

HauntingThoughts — Mon, 03 Dec 2012 01:26:34 +0000

Sweet kiss,
On the lips,
Deep sleep
Never awake.
Dark wings
Sad omen
Show total despair
No hesitation will be spared.
Dark Angel,
Red lips,
Sweet sensation,
Forever whispering my name
Overruled Time
Blinds Fate’s eyes
Black veil conceals face,
Masked by the dark night
Singing the name of
Victims
Calling out
Offerings of Peace,
Freed of all concerns.
Red lips
Cold touch
Mind already made
Never mind Fate
Warm lips meet Her dark face
Covered in black
Such a cliché
Black bird,
And now you’re too late
To stop her kind embrace.
Wrinkles turn to youth
On her worn out face;
Warm flesh, no blood flows—
Your body
Used for personal
Gain.
Red lipstick
In Her hands,
Never mind your burial,
Her next victim awaits.

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Forever In The Dark

Dexsta Ray — Wed, 21 Nov 2012 16:05:37 +0000

Another cold dark night I saw a shadow
The demons were screaming from being defeated in this battle
Like castrated cattle
They didn't have another chance
Susceptible target
An ignoramus from a glance
They didn't understand that opportunities are vague
Entangled in consequences from gambits gone astray
If you can sit and stay past heart wrenching shrieks
You'd then gain admittance into the darker part of me
Where specters start to grieve when a demon passes by
Subjugated by hate
Where every inch of passion dies
Like an everlasting lie
They're forever in the dark
I've been promised a pain to stay forever in my heart

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Changeling

imjustaspectator — Wed, 17 Oct 2012 06:46:20 +0000

     CLOSE YOUR EYES DARK CREATURE
     FEEL THE PULL OF THY NIGHTMARES
     CONTORTING YOUR EVERY STATURE
     LIKE DEATH'S KISSES AND STARES

     LAY DOWN YOUR BODY DARK CREATURE
     FEEL THE LETHARGIC CHARGE OF LIGHT
     UNDER AND OVER YOUR BODY WITH PRESSURE
     I KNOW YOU FEEL THIS WARM FRIGHT

     YET THY KISS YOU LAID UPON MY LIPS
     ENSURING I AM A PART OF YOUR SUFFERING
     A WORLD WHERE EVERYTHING SLOWLY TIPS
     TO A DARKNESS VOID OF EVERY HAPPENING

     LISTEN TO THIS WORLD DARK CREATURE
     HEAR THE CRYING OF THE SCORNED DEAD
     DEATH IN EVERY ONE OF THEIR FEATURE
     FORGOTTEN BY THE LIVES THEY ONCE LED

     SO CLOSE YOUR HEART LITTLE DARK ONE
     SAFE FROM ALL THE LIGHT AND FRIGHT
     LAY REST TO YOUR LIFE THATS GONE
     YOUR DARKNESS NOW BEGINS TO LIGHT

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BORING DAY AT WORK @_@ xD

a haunting

Elizabeth — Sat, 18 Aug 2012 03:56:53 +0000

the evil spirits haunts us in our days and night's
giving us our
thrills,
chills, feels like our hearts is in our throat's their evilness is like taking too much pills when it goes far enough
when we at least expect it, It could lead us to our final days on earth which is not a thrill.

Behind The Poem:

It's a true ghost story

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I'll always protect her from you

Randy Johnson — Wed, 15 Aug 2012 20:56:45 +0000

You beat up your girlfriend because you are a brute.
I tried to send you to jail but your girl won't prosecute.
I'm a preacher but I won't marry the two of you.
If I did that, it would be a very evil thing to do.

It was a sad day when she agreed to be your wife.
I will not help you to destroy that poor girl's life.
Besides physically abusing her, you verbally abuse her as well.
How dare you expect me to help you make her life a living hell!

It makes me very angry when I see her battered and bruised.
I begged her to stay at my house but sadly, she refused.
Your girl is a fine lady who I've known for many years.
It breaks my heart when you make her burst into tears.

You will go to other preachers but I'll tell them all about you.
And when I do that, they'll refuse to perform the ceremony too.
I'll make your girl see the truth if it's the last thing that I do.
I'm a servant of the Lord and I'll always protect her from you.

Behind The Poem:

Even though this is a fictional poem, many women need protection from domestic violence.

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Inside out

shay fox — Sat, 11 Aug 2012 19:42:30 +0000

Come with me into this hole of darkness where nothing is as it seems.

Where lies and deceit replace love and joy.

Where true happiness is gained by another's pain.

Where the grass is blue and the sky is really green.

Where the days of the week are as long as years.

Where people cry a river instead of a stream.

And there are nothing but nightmares whenever we dream.

Come with me into this hole of darkness where nothing is as it seems.

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Killing me would've been kinder

Randy Johnson — Fri, 13 Jul 2012 16:58:18 +0000

You killed the one person who made life worth living for.
My heart shriveled up in my chest when she hit the floor.
You callously murdered the only woman who could make me feel alive.
You might as well shoot me too because without her I don't want to survive.
When I held her in my arms, it made me feel like a king.
She was my sunshine and now when I count my blessings, I can't count one thing.
She was intelligent with great beauty and vigor.
You took away my happiness by pulling the trigger.
Every moment that I shared with her were moments that I savored.
Now my heart is as black as coal because of your evil behavior.
Don't you dare lower your gun, you must shoot me too.
Taking away a lifetime of misery is the kindest thing you can do.
You threw your gun out the window, you've decided to let me live.
Killing me would've been kinder and sparing me is something I won't forgive.

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Little Light who shines so bright

seraph the fallen — Mon, 21 May 2012 23:35:35 +0000

My little flashlight so small and so fragile, a single drop and your light may dim, too hard a touch and you might flicker.

Though now by this age your batteries run low, your power fading, your light's reach growing ever so slight.

Now my little flashlight you have run out, your time has been used, it was fun while it lasted and you scared away the monsters in the dark.

I am unable to replace neither bulb nor batteries for I have not the screwdriver, either way the batteries melted inside.

Now my little light I bid you adue, for standing beneath the dim glow of a street lamp I lurk, monsters at every corner.

Three ravens perch themselves upon the wires stretching between the lamps, this one the only one left, even its dim glow fading bit by bit.

these ravens now chasing me through the alleyways and dark paths, show me my way with a forced hand filed with fear and confusion. The mix of Chaos.

From running from the ravens I seem to have gotten lost, in the dark I lay now, where are you little light, where have you gone. Why did you leave me alone?

I can hear things in the dark I can see them out of the corner of my eyes, but never if I look directly at them. My eyes unable to view light, they adjust to the dark slowly. Where are you little light?

My eyes adjusted I stare at the ravens with a new found passion a new found glory, they no longer chase, they simply wait for me, they feed off the scraps I make, main cuorse for me alone. Why did you leave?

Their red eyes are ever so beckoming now, I enjoy its eery glow more so than life itself, more so than the glories I can feel because of it. Why did you leave little light, where did you go?

I found myself, alone in the dark trembling with fear, it was me from back then, I was so weak, despicale not worthy of a second-glance let alone a first. I killed that little runt. I felt stronger my eyes felt brighter I could see in the dark with a perfect pitch, The ravens now many in number encircle me, A single yell and they disperse, the three ravens remain and perch themselves upon my arm,

Little light, why did you leave, where did you go, was it something I did or said, Why couldn't I have gone out? Why? Why?!WHY!?

Like the darkest anima my soul is of naught but a shell of my former self, I am only a black winged seraph of the night, left without his light.

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Stareing Into The Sun Of Dark

Jmlp — Tue, 15 May 2012 18:55:20 +0000

In the darkness i stand

No such light no such land

With no such happiness everything falls to the unforseen ground

All an Everything but yet nothing makes a sound

Am i truely alone in this world of horror

As i scream everyone seems to turn there head to ignore

Trapped in a home of black

I realize im a human with everything i lack

Lost in this my forgotten home of hostility

Its plain to me that i have never seen reality

Behind The Poem:

Idk i got bored....an i saw my pic so i kinda wrote about a man/woman trapped in something they dont know were they are confused an lost

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