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What She Wears

I don't know where to start, but I need to find the words
To describe something of beauty, that surely needs to be heard

If heard is not what they are, then these words must surely be read
For these words are written with heart, either way my words are said

You must all be asking, what these words are all about
If I was atop of Hacha Grande, these words written I would shout

These words are written about beauty, amidst the clothes she wears
It's about a Spanish maiden, what she wears, I can only stare

No matter the colours, be they vibrant, dark or others
Either way they cloak my eyes, so radiant in perfect smother 

Captured within her aura, dark locks in appearance blend
Entranced are my eyes forever, for my mind my views do send

To describe something of beauty, that surely needs to be heard
My eyes can only be truthful, to see her, I'm never blurred



*~*


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The Murder of My Heart

Another stab, another wound, another scar to bear
I wonder if my little heart will find the will to care

It has been mutilated; its fibers have been shred
By all the hurtful things that to it have been said

Its beating is becoming faint, its rhythm is disturbed
Brought on by the rejection that on it was conferred

The blood is gushing out, a never ending stream
Perhaps it will finally stop while I sit and dream

The murder of my heart, was done without a scene
By the outer evidence, the job was very clean

The murderer got away, he left no fingerprints
No one knows his identity, for he left behind no hints

I buried my little dead heart and paid it proper due
The gravesite is a mystery that I’ll not reveal to you

Don’t bother to stop by and place flowers by the grave
Your pretentious act of kindness, your honor will not save

A murderer you are and a heinous one you'll remain
For though I have no heart, I still feel the phantom pain.

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Black Veils

Almost like wearing an eternal hat of shame
Black veils hide the blame
Shadowy onlookers dying to see under the opaque 
Their eyes deepened in curiosity expecting some day the veil would break 
Dawn never looked so dark before
Horizons under veiled eyes once more
Continuously blocking out your connectors to the world
Denying your difference a chance to be accepted 
Ashamed boy, Ashamed girl
However, credit to living freely, your body you’ll show
While in tack stays the veil; behind it, no people will know
Black tints faded into black shades, made
Partially reflective, partially transparent; one-sided mirror blades
Unveil and remove one trains of thoughts
To grab a hold of a world that lets you teach as you will be taught
Almost like wearing an honored hat of truth
No veil, just the bare nature of you


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The Sea of Sorrow

A deep dark grief,
stolen your loved, that hateful thief.

Away from here that soul did depart,
away from us, away from the heart.

That feeling of barren and cold,
when a loss be there, truth be told.

A lifetime to live, does it take,
a second to die, yor breath will break

No count, on what will be,
the next minute is planned by thee

No words, of what to explain,
that numbness, of that sad pain.

Undefined it so is, of are every breath
at the end, is only death.

A deep dark grief,
stolen your loved, that hateful thief.


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Unknown

Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could become?

Perhaps I'm of no use.
To him, or her, or I, nor you.
Or perhaps I'm too misunderstood to be defined,
And it is something like understanding that comes in time.

And if to the world I'm never shown,
Yet in my own light I've grown and grown,
And so I can know no happiness but my own--
The reason for my smile, to you, will forever be unknown.

I do not pray for the world to know my name.
For it and verse; the letters are the same.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads,
I pray his pain my words to keep. 

Should his eyes rain on my page,
Better tears than storms of rage.
And if a man should find his sorrow in what he reads.
I pray his pain my words to keep.

And if to the world you're never shown,
Yet in your own light you've grown and grown,
And so you know no happiness but your own.
Let the reason for your smile, to you, only be known.


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Lost In The Dark - Michael J,Falotico

* LOST IN THE DARK *                           ( Collaboration )


by~ Poet Destroyer

I'm crossing every memory in the dark.
I can feel your vibes missing their spark.

I reach out to touch your silent way.
You push me away with out a word to say.

Neglected by your arms, you will not have me no more?
My lids dim as you walk out the door. 

Without you I'm lost and this dark will forever exceed.
Can you for give me for this ugliness and greed?

 
by~ Michael J.F.

I was pushed and shoved to the ground..
Although I fell without a touch or a sound..
 
I looked up to see your surprising face..
Blindsided by you I lay in disgrace..
 
I see the pain and forgive ness in your eyes..
How can I can't stay here with all the why's..
 
Your tears roll down as I walk through shadows and away..
You have left our lives dark and in disaray...
 

  ( Collaboration with Michael J. Falotico )


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From the Dark's Within

Dark gloomy clouds gather on this moonless night
The light a few hours earlier by now has taken flight

A chill fills the air where before it had been so mild
Now the darkness downs the sun no longer smiles

Beside an eerie copse I hear the sounds of a violin
A Gothic maiden she, summons from the dark's within

As the gloomy clouds disperse, black shadows dance
Winged angels of the dark are captured with her trance

From amidst the darkened forest, shapes begin to appear
The chosen from the light, for now their time is near

Hoards of silhouetted shadows descend from the night
Their victims in bloodied frenzy, their eyes pecked on sight

From the dark forest they came, they are never to return
The Gothic maidens tune, has lured their souls to burn

As the new dawns arises, clothes lie in scattered torn
Whilst the army of her dark, welcomes her newly born











http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-9.php


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Going To War

The phrase, "going to war", has always had ominous and forbidding qualities that can 
reverberate to the very core of the soul. Experiencing such an ordeal has its own legacy. It 
differs from person to person in varying degrees and the anticipation is usually far more 
negative than the actual arrival into the area of conflict. Though each war has its own 
realities with which to deal, it is not the war addressed by, "Going to War". The poem reveals 
the war within when the psyche literally battles with the 'unknown' in its struggle to accept 
the actuality of an event feared and imagined.

The eastern sky grew dark with night, The west held light of day. A lonesome plane in westward flight Was taking us away. When orders came for Viet Nam And all the names were read, They may as well have dropped a bomb, Or shot us there instead. Some few had been to fight before But most of us had not; Had never dealt with death or war, Or fears of being shot. Our words came scarce and laughter naught, Concern was quick to grow. The doubts and fears we all had brought Seemed primed and set to blow. A wave of silence dashed our youth Against the rocks of war, And in its wake, the naked truth; We're little boys no more. The time had come to set aside The games of yesterday, To give our step a longer stride, To learn another way. Now doubt looms dark and ominous, A vulture from the blue, That preys upon what peace remains, From all the things we knew. We pray to soothe our fears and dread, For rest to ease our mind, For guidance through the war ahead, And mourn the 'world', behind; And that one day we'll understand Why people have to die... Still, time grows near when we would land, The miles were flying by. The windows fog with quickened breath In our descent to land. We all are sure a brush with death Is very close at hand. We watch Siagon come into view And wait to feel a blast; Then hold our breath, as if on cue, When wheels touch down, at last. The war, for us, has just begun; Our fates seem so unsure, But we are warriors, every one, Resolved we will endure. ©1971 by Jim Fish


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Under My Dreams

                                 Wading through water as the level creeps up high...
                                      Chin stretched out as my pleas travel wide...

                                          My feet are moving to feel the ground...
                                        Like chasing whispers that are all around...

                                             The sun hides behind a dark silk sky...
                                               With frozen teardrops left to glide...

                                              With dark rooms that light can't find...
                                                I drown slowly in a place not kind...

                                         My eyes flicker open to a world under dreams...
                                       Where a fading shadow is never what it seems...


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Beast back to Love

Her decadent world
Brings tears to her eyes,
A carnivorous place
Filled with lies,
Upside down kingdom
In a storm
Only love that is written
Can keep her blood warm,
Truth emanates from her lips
As she dives in
Restores her grip,
She cannot let the task daunt her
The shadows cannot haunt her,
Reflection must take place
To win this inevitable race,
With God on her side
She can abide,
The ghosts of her past
Are fading fast,
A heart that radiates from up above
Can restore this beast back to love.

By: Sabina Nicole
Written: June 2010


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Spider Woman

Feel my body soft and supple, feel my hands that roam your soul Yield to me and lose yourself, then let desire take its toll Let seduction and my sensuous tone touch your body; hear my voice Grab your sweet chameleon girl while believing it's your choice Pull my hair and grind your teeth but I'll make you say my name Love me with your heart and soul but it's only lovers' game With your fluids pumping all throughout and human nature's gift You will lose yourself to love itself and your sense of self will drift I'll ravish you with promises, firm and made of dreams You'll drown in me and melt inside beneath my cold-blue eyes that gleam Soon you'll wriggle with denial that you're not within my grasp Yet where's your voice of confidence but buried by each gasp You'll splash and crawl and ache for air just like an animal contained And between the two of me and you I'm the only one untamed I'll admire the contour your will bends pliantly to mine Like a spider loves her lover then she's only there to dine You may think that you could leave today, but you'll be back tonight I'll release you as an empty shell. Your sweet Angel of Heavenly bright.
game over


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Life isn't a wish granting factory

Life isn't a wish-granting factory.
It's the sweet cover of open lip's mockery.
It's a house for all to live in - 
the liars, the murderers and the rest of the sins.

Life steals your childhood dreams,
puts it in a jar and makes it seem
as if it just gifted you a present
because you lived in its past and presence.

Then in the future - if Life gives you any,
you'll see that Life is playing games, at once, to many;
you'll resent Life for giving you puzzles and quizzes
that once resolved will just turn to mere bliss.

In the corner of The Room where broken things lie
are your wishes - once soaked with hope but now dry,
drained from the core as time goes on
flowing in the dumpster of Lost and Forever Gone.

But at the end of the day, you find
as you lay on your grave and memories rewind:
Life was honey, it was fun and precious but on the contrary
you recalled the simplest truth - that Life wasn't a wish-granting factory.




 "Life isn't a wish-granting factory" is a quote from the book "A Fault in Our Stars" written by John Green. 


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So Nearly Everyday

A long single strand of hair.
Deep darkness of my despair.

Everyday is much like the last.
Waves of darkness are all that pass.

I need the light from somewhere beyond.
Anything to guide me from the endless dark pond.

Spare me the madness of these lonely dark days.
Desperate and alone without some light to clear this haze.

I walk in a fog of anquish and pain.
I grasp for anything solid or go insane.

My screams are unheard by all around.
I beg to be released but there's never a sound.

My screams rebound from the torment I feel.
Never to be heard by anyone who's real.


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The Frightening Dream

Walking in the twilight with my darling, hand in hand,
Was a joy beyond description, all sweethearts will understand.

We were laughing without reason, stopping now and then to kiss.
Only those who love as we do could know ecstasy like this.

Suddenly the dark had deepened and I felt an eerie chill.
His fingers tightened on my hand and pulled me closer still.

It was unlike a common blackout as electric power goes down,
When there is still a bit of natural light to turn the black to brown.

This darkness was an absolute, no stray gleam anywhere,
As if the sun, the moon, the stars were all no longer here.

My dear one was now dragging me, I could no longer walk.
I tried to phrase a protest but my tongue refused to talk.

The whole world had been silenced to degree I’d never known
As though completely vanished and we two were all alone.

Though I was void of any feelings as my darling ran in fear,
I was aware he raced for safety from a danger yawning near.

Suddenly the silence lifted at the sound of the alarm.
I was hanging to my pillow; it was not my lover’s arm.

The sunlight was streaming through the window and the door,
I welcomed it with ardor I had never known before.

Lying there to ponder on the meaning of the dream
I thought of Munch’s painting,  he’d entitled as “The Scream’’.

I knew exactly why my love had run as though my life to save.
I had been given a brief preview of dark silence of my grave.












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The prison of the keys

And now I've lost my papers,
My passport and my wife,
The very essence of
My identity and life.

My bank account is empty,
My cloths and garments sold,
My skin and bones are ashes,
Spread thin on the open road.

My old car's broken down,
No wheels to touch the floor,
The motor been dismantled,
Stripped clean down to the core.

The bailiffs and the policemen,
Have emptied my abode,
The promises I made you,
Have been auctioned out and sold.

The love I hold within me,
Is all that I now have left,
The rest is bleak illusion,
The bind man and the deaf.

The imaginary people ,
I thought were my friends,
Have left the scene forever,
As the road of life does bend.

And now I stand alone,
Upon this lonely hill,
I gaze upon the meanings,
The years have silently killed.

In the roaring storms of thunder,
In the lightning in the night,
In the whispering of the children,
In the white doves lonely flight.

In the dust of many ages,
That has settled on my soul,
In the ashes of my humanity,
That has filled my begging bowl.

The ancient breeze is blowing,
Calling me to my knees,
To behold the light within me,
In the prison of the keys.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com


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Shattered Pieces

Of mere brittle glass, made is my fragile heart A Diamond needle to carve it part by part These tender tissues, sharp shrapnels pierce More than the bullets, your words it fears! Each shard shot is embedded so deep Pangs of pain making the flesh creep, On the seeping wounds, a sorrowful mind feeds Not a drop of blood flows when the soul bleeds. Devoid of sunshine, when the darkness is rampant Dreams desert as the teary eyes now vacant, Good only as long as the fake could last Rainbows and romance, now things of the past! Lessons learnt at life's very own cost Experience gained but innocence lost, A deep sigh of dismay from the innermost recesses As the delicate heart breaks into a million pieces. 7th Mar 2013


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A Dark Fantasy

I’m on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!

In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower
Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power

Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind
Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find

I hear roars of uncivilized beings
And moans of so-called weaklings

I see a trail of emotional turmoil
Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil

Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter
It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter

The once created planet with a golden kiss
Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?


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Shaft of Light

In the deep dark night
There isn't a single light

The clouds start caving in
Like they had never been

The next thing was a miracle
It seemed so magical

A shaft of light
Struck through the thick clouds with all its might

It filled the dark night
With light so bright

The bitter darkness
Was finally overcome with brightness

Feb. 11th, 2013


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Dark Horse in the Running

I love a dark horse in the running,
All feisty with so much cunning 

It's funny what they say you can't do
Simply put, they have no clue 

Wonderful when it is a shock
With a splattering of talent and luck 

Everyone doubts your skill,
They have no idea of your will

Listen to the message they send,
They will be standing at the end

Color that desire stunning 
I love a dark horse in the running


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Dig Deeper To Find My Grim Reaper

If you could sneak a peek into my mind,
what confounding things you might find,

for there my darkest ponderings lay awake,
silent now for society's sake,

resting whilst consciousness reigns,
making notes of my Id's complaints,

those unsatisfied urges, those murky thoughts,
those suppressed battles I haven't yet fought,

the graphic conceptions ahead of this age,
searing passion and unbridled rage,

If you saw what I can see,
without a last glance, you would turn and flee from me.


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Halloween Eve

Halloween Eve is a time for most “grave” reflection,
When Ghosts, Goblins, Ghouls show us no affection!

On this Eve the veil between life and death merge as one,
And the wicked spirits laugh so loudly making us all run!

They sing, chant, howl, scream, and dance with much delight,
While we the living wait for dawn praying for no more fright!

Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Happy Halloween! Happy Halloween!
Boo! Boo! Boo! Boo! Happy Halloween! Happy Halloween! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, Schoeningen, 
Germany (October 30, 2014) (Rhyme Couplet poetic format) 


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Scary Moments

Something’s lurking in the shadows. Something’s hiding in the dark.
Something’s out there by my window, so why doesn’t Fido bark?
Something out there wants to get me! I am losing my sang-froid.
Something wants to disappear me. I’m not being paranoid!
 
I used to have a neighbor woman--We cannot find her anywhere.
When I called for some patrolmen.  They did not show ‘cause they don’t dare!
Something outside isn’t human-- or at least not anymore.
A cannibal or psycho axeman, or just a clown covered with gore.

I’ve got the willies something fierce. Those shivers just won’t go away.
I’m not ready for the hearse. Too scared to run…too scared to stay.
Someone’s walked over my tomb, or given me the evil eye.
Something’s out there in costume--Trick or treat, it’s time to die!

Something’s out there by my window, so why doesn’t Fido bark?
Something’s lurking in the shadows.  Something’s waiting in the dark.


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In The Pitch Dark

My lady called my name
Deep in the pitch dark we played a game

Tis the wonderful game of chess
But in the dark it was more of a mess

Two souls exhaled unabatedly in the dark
Their mission - one could be sure, was no lark

My entire being lurked excitingly in her garden
My thoughts - from whence camest this wonderful maiden

A degree of intense pleasure - simply unimaginable
The excitement that engulfed us - certainly indescribable

Our souls into one whole merged
Our goal, finally we have achieved

Now the night has grown much older
We lay in the pitch dark much sober

Reminiscing the immediate past encounter
Oh my gosh, lets not forget our maker

He set up this beautiful union
Indeed we shall continue to accept his communion


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The Evil Jack O'lantern

Walking near the Old Dark House under a morose moon sky,
I spied a furtive glance at Old Demon Jack’s big ugly evil eye.

This Jack O’lantern is not by any means a friendly funny face,
For he makes your blood run cold with a leering gruesome grimace.   

While looking at people with a distinct Mephistophelian delight,
Both of Old Demon Jack’s eyes give all a quite palpable fright.

This Jack O’lantern sits perched by the Old Dark House front door, 
Waiting for each Halloween to seek its revenge and even the score.

Old Demon Jack’s spirit eternally lives on in this undying fruit gourd,
Annually resurrected for Halloween—one of the Devil’s own horde.

This Jack O’lantern is indeed a macabre physical object from Hell’s pit,
And Old Demon Jack’s spirit lives there possessing souls as He sees fit.

On Halloween beware of the Old Dark House there on Old Hob’s Lane,
As Old Demon Jack and The Devil, will cause you agony and unending pain.

Now you know this is not the house on Halloween to make a trick or treat,
For in the end it will be your final destination and you’re The Devil’s Treat!

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, Schoeningen, Germany (September 25, 2014)


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Darkness Sleeps

Single file in a row
bare feet freezing in the snow
in a pile, bodies burn
all wait fearfully for their turn
ash and smoke clog the air
ringing with screams of despair
moving closer to their end
their minds begin to slowly bend
the snow is stained with crimson red
drinking in the blood they've shed
in the trees, starved ravens wait
to feed on those who've met their fate
more bodies burn, the bells tolls on
the moon reveals a scarlet dawn
as all the corpses burn in heaps
just for now, the darkness sleeps

By Morgan Mise
Written December 3, 2012


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My Dark Secret

My dark Secret
It’s dark and firm
I want it to be inside me.

It’s smooth and delicious
I can hardly wait to see.

My love of it grows; I want it I don’t care how
Not later I’m ready, I’m ready for it now.

I can’t wait for my tongue to feel the full length
Of this dark delight that plays with my sense.

Don’t make me beg, but I will if I must
Just give it me please or I will bust.

I undo it slowly I don’t want it to fight
My lips are moist just waiting to bite.

It’s there its naked right before my eyes
My tongue explores slowly up and down its sides

I bet you all would really like some
But you can’t, this is my dark chocolate magnum.


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Feb 23 A Garden Date

Dug what seems to be good organic soil from low ground,
In South Florida, that’s not easily found .

Moved that dark gold to a higher spot,
By the pond in front of Mary’s lot.

Planted rows north to south.
A month late for planting but we’ll see.
The hot Florida sun may burn the sprouts,
But they’ll be neath the shade trees by three.

Planted snap peas, summer squash and butter beans,
Detroit dark reds, turnips and chard greens,

Big boy and early girl planters, and other tomato seeds.
They ought to well supply our tomato needs.

Cauliflower by seed, hope they come through,
Only four broccoli plants made it. That ‘ll do.

Sweet banana peppers and jalapenos for a friend,
Lettuce, radishes and carrots; carrots to no end..

Sowed cilantro and chives to add some spice.
Next time some garlic and parsley will be nice.

A month later and already the moles are working the ground,
Doesn’t bother them that we have ten cats around.

A lot of work, weeding and feeding but it’s all a joy,
For this older, northern, farm born .. Florida boy.


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Locked Behind a Dark Door

Locked behind a dark door I am lost and alone,
separate from my family, no place to call home.

I battle with my fears and fight with my thoughts,
seems the harder I try, the more I get lost.

Help is near but yet so far away,
searching for peace, but the pain will stay.

Freedom? I am looking but unable to find,
my soul is lost, with no peace of mind.

Silence is my enemy, I am unable to speak,
I fear for my future, emotions at their peek.

I will try to keep faith for what my future has in store,
for now I remain, locked behind a dark door.

                        
                          




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What Lurks Within

           What Lurks Within

Were it once a bright and honest form
Un-pestered by the flies now round it swarm
The purity be gone, though be deceptions fault
Un-blamed and yet desires could not halt
Offered such a power which man can only dream
And wore the coat, perfectly, seam to seam
Doomed to haunt and carry out the deeds
Unearth the weak and in them plant the seeds
Ease out the good that lives in every heart
Cause conscience and the senses fall apart
And with each take, his strength to reinforce
To change the destiny of human course
In plain sight, amongst us to reside
Familiar, has no need of us to hide 
Innocent his face to all appears
His presence is not felt, till mind he sears
The curious be tempted, least to take a peep
That instant found new blood has he to creep
He draws you there with his, and your own sin
I beg, I beg, never dare, to see, what lurks within
 


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Dreamscape

In a tranquil valley with banks dark and deep
Silted streams into dreary conduits seep

Shadows bearing yesterday's light on addled walls creep
Images from the dark recesses around each corner peep

Enchanting winds over the heightened senses do sweep
Animated figures from the bleary crevasses leap

Sorrowful clouds hover; o'er conscience penitent tears weep
In foggy redoubt, guarded fears and  insecurities do heap


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The Poetic Warlock and His Women - Adult Content

I'm angry, about to throw a fit, and I wish a poet would challenge me.
Follow me into the fiery bottomless pit, and I'll show you demonic poetry!

I have a need to make a poet bleed, but no one can be found.
My mother was impregnated by a demons seed, and so i was already hellbound!

I may change my name back, and metamophose into my alter ego.
My back pack has more poetic bombs than Iraq in case you didn't know.

I am the Poetic Warlock, I cast spells with my illuminating writing pen.
When I grab my c#%k, I think of Ms. Comstock, and how I'd like to do her again!

I imagine being in the center of a group, several women surround me.
It's several beautiful women of PoetrySoup, and all wanna piece of my sexuality!

There is "Audrey" with her luscious ass, and exotic accent.
I'm a little tipsy from the wine in my glass, so be aware of the content!

There is "Deb" with her deliciously round breasts, and soft yummy lips.
I did her like I was possessed, and avoided being caught up in any relationship!

There is "Lay" with her angelic face, long legs, and thick thighs.
Such style and grace, for that booty in them levi's looks like paradise!

There is "Ali" who is sweet and innocent, yet ready to go down.
She blew me like an instrument, and so I passed her my crown.

There was Madison, A/K/A, "Ms. Poe," but she could not handle the humor in my 
poetry.
It was a poetic TKO, when I told her, 'I'll take her poetic virginity!'

There was beautiful Jennifer who wrote with a dark pen, and I felt our spiritual 
connection.
But I soon recognized her ugly sin, which deflated my raging erection!

There was my sexy Latina sister Skat, who played both sides of the fence.
My salsa couldn't tame this pussycat, but still I had plenty of confidence!

There was P.D. who thought she had me possessed, yet she was in love with a drag 
queen.
I just wanted soupers to know who's best, so I introduced her to my poetic 
guillotine!

So many women along the way, and all were she-devils in disquise.
I've kept all these poets lingerie, still inhale their scent, and fantasize!

As I end this last couplet, how can I foget the first woman that touched me.
Charma's sexuality was like playing Russian roulette, and I wanted no part of her 
poetry!


NOTE: This poem was written all in fun, imagination, and to satisfy my own dark 
humor. If poets take offense, they should just frankly "Lighten the hell up"



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The Feeling

From deep within a silence grows
Vastly spreading, yet no one knows
No one knows of what's to come
The Feeling is sudden, then it's done.
Often with pain, fits of sorrow
The Feeling leaves nothing, not even a morrow
With much haste, take one last breath
We all succumb to The Feeling of Death.


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The Dark Side of You II '21 words'

ICE COLD TURGID TRAMP FRIGID VICIOUS VAMP YOU BLACKENED MY SIGHT YOU’VE FROZEN MY CHEST I CAN’T BREATH I JUST SEETHE


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Malicious Miracles

A darkening scene, backlit with a glow.
The fading horizon, quick-melting so slow. 

Gut twisting clouds that circle the sky,
Entrance and amaze with power inside.

Wrath up above, yet calm down below.
Encasing the sight, a bomb set to blow. 

Watching intently, inspiring strikes'.
Furious lightning - a pillow of spikes

Bellowing booms - the natural bass.
Thunder consumes with slow-rolling grace. 

Funneling storms rip trees from their roots.
Wind swirling madness - a project of Zeus. 

Heavenly hell- the beautiful pains. 
Tornados foretell, disastrous plains.

- Yours Truly


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THE CREEPS

In his country, he says I would be called a fat *i*c* with my hips being thick.
He said his men would f*c*k me so much I would join the crowd of skinny lovers.

In his country, he states I would not have sex the way I want.
He pants that his men like a*s*o*e.

Plethora my people would shout.
Embarrassment has stepped-out.

In his country, is sex slavery.
His men would just snatch me off the streets to control me sexually.

In his country, I am not.
So why is he talking to me half-cocked.

In his country, terrorism to them is love.
To me he must be from an Arab World.
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Penned on May 13, 2014!


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DARKNESS

DARKNESS

When first I considered penning a verse for the poetess,
The clouds methought would open and show riches,
Would say to me happiness be thine,
Verily thou shalt be free and fine,
The fringed curtains of thine eye advance,
‘Twill be easier than a courtier’s dance.
But forsooth what manner of poetess is here all the while?
Decorated but exceeding sad in her style.
Oh, for her the dawn is broken  -  but  dying,
Bleeding its red sunblood across the land crying.
Forlorn, she is a sight sadder than death
For ‘tis dawn and the start of all life and breath.
Yet she dwelleth in darkness.
Yea verily, would I had not seen this vision of starkness!
Were I to write a line for her darkened planet
My heart would fain deny it.
Yet I dare not. Mayhap ‘twere true, for consider this madness –
At sea a deep chasm of sadness
Is shewn in her verse of bones
Wherein  lieth no living mortal from the Whaler’s Tale
Save that he lieth in the locker of Davy Jones
Down i’ th’  deeps beneath the whale’s tail.
On land she findeth  yon dragon at his merry work this day,
Who doth lay him down to prey
On some foolish mortal, some wandering minstrel bard
Such as me.  ‘Od’s truth,  ‘tis full hard !
So ‘tis time to do’t....hell is murky...fie,   fie !
But soft,  I take courage  -  do  I.
And bold speak to mine own self  - let me think.....
A poet and afeared?  What need I  but quill and ink?
I’ll her poems read with full  intent
To have written a verse myself and in competition have it sent.

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Written   5  July 2013  and entered in  Poetessdarkly  competition

Note

References are made to three poems,  WHALER’S TALE, 
BREAK OF DAWN,  and   A DRAGON’S PRAYER.


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This Thing Called School

This mighty school, this boiling stress,
Supposedly makes me the best of the best.

But how can I be as good as they say,
When I barely have the attention to pay?

From the dark of the morning, to the dark of the night,
I am constantly struggling to keep on the right.

I arrive their so early, and return home so late,
Only to find myself a fish caught on bait.

I feel like I’m breaking this one crucial rule;
And falling behind in this thing they call school.


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Row of Rest

Such beauty lies on silent hills
As snow trails turn around like mills
Bare trees dance around in waves
As dark clouds turn the town to caves
A bridge far off comes into view
As black birds hum to something new
The sun struggles to paralyze
As fog just seems to mesmerize
Revealing century’s, stories untold
But by their size you know there was gold
Families reside in mansion paved with gray
While others have down sized in another way
Pale red flowers lay by one
A note card to somebody’s son
A light chill in the air at best
This endless row of eternal rest.

By: Sabina Nicole 



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THE DARK SHADE OF THE COCONUT-TREE

The dark shade of the coconut tree...
Leaves an eerie silence in me...
While I stare through the window in dead midnight...
Looking for some comfort in the darkness quiet...!

It has dark foliage...dark fruits...
Dark like the soil behind the roots...
Dark like darkness...dark like Hell...
Sinister like the sound of death-knell...!

Some invisible bird...
with its dark dark voice...
Disturbs the Night's tranquil poise...
And a gust of wind...like a water-stream...
Diffuses to my night & dream...

Dark dreams....dark thoughts again....
Like the unheard yell of the tree in pain....!
As though I'm the tree's lone translator...
To read & write about its dark dark chatter...!


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When the Red Butterflies Fly

On a night in November with a full moon sky
There is a graveyard in the Highlands where spirits fly

Scriptures of old are chanted by the past
As they rise through the earth as the red ones are cast

Gravestones levitate with precision and ease
As dark angels in black glide through the trees

To a stone they surround as they circle above
Slowly they transform into an ebony dark dove

Upon this stone it perches as it awaits the await
For when the red butterflies fly, the light they desecrate

The sky turns from night into a reddy dawn
As the moon hits their red their spirits now flown

They land where they land, guided by the dark dove
Their quest is to capture and lure life's love

In the village near the graveyard on this November night
A population in fear, in fright of their light

Before the sun rises souls are drawn as if sprites
No care for the living, their presence leaves blight

A new day starts as if the previous night never happened
For when the red butterflies fly, come this November night

You may be summoned


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What Mama Forgot

Mama never told me that I should not get caught
She taught many lessons well, but this one she did not

She never told me that I must lead heat to the chase
Or to be an enigma with an angelic face 

Mama never told me that I should keep love in store
Try to be mysterious or risk being a bore

Mama never told me to stay just out of his reach
How to be coy and demure, my Mama didn’t teach

She didn’t say wonder was a big part of the game
That to give a man your heart will make you really tame

Mama didn’t tell me to keep some things locked inside
She didn’t say that when he seeks...I should go and hide

Mama didn’t tell me every man desires to hunt
Or that in speaking to him I must be shy not blunt

She didn’t say the chase is the driving force of man
Or that you must prolong it...just as long as you can 

Once he has caught his prey and has feasted at his will
Your body he will discard, another prey to kill

Always try to stay ahead, let your scent lead him on
Let him paw you for a while, and then arise…be gone

A man’s nature is to chase; it’s the air that he breathes
Let him think he’s captured you, give in by small degrees

But let your soul be ever free, don’t you dare get caught
Oh Mama, you didn’t teach me this, Oh mama, you did not!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Child

Before I even watched your birth,
I had already failed you first.

Collecting bones in closets damned.
To proxies labor done withstand.

Mistakes go down with Jacks and cokes.
A childhood ends in perished hopes.

The years apart we will to stand.
Regret to always catch the man.

My sorrow carving name in stone,
A Father never dies alone.


------------------------------------------------
Rob Carmack
Couplet : Iambic Tetrameter
10.26.14


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What I Would like to forget

What I Would Like to Forget

The stench of me was putrid and gagging
For the black white varmint had made its marking
As I realized the volatile sensations erupting with in
Stupid I was having spooked the skunk at my garbage can
Odor no other equates to such pungency and frustration
For throughout my taste buds its musk engulfed my aggravation  
Having permeated seven layers saturated deep- I did scrub
My bath I did linger five days in the tub
Damn the experience which I would like to forget
I’ve learned at night to stay put in front of my TV set


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Cleaning out

The watchful smile withers away,
His abandoned post welcomes all to stray,

Repressed skeletons wade through plagued by a horrific cringe,
So ink filled by an emotional syringe,

Dispenses color across this stale page,
Extinguishing this manifesting rage,

Reorganizing my closet once more,
Mending the pieces of my shattered core.


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Without goodbyes

Shiver coldness through the walls,
Darkness comes to those he calls.

Waiting quiet, frozen tear,
Stunned silence invades my fear.

Creep inside my wasted soul,
Death he comes, collects his toll.

Heart is dried, a stoned flower,
Blood was poured, red the shower.

Faded thoughts hide in shadows,
Locked in limbo, no one knows.

Paralyzed by the pain, it burns.
Trapped by my lies, freedom yearns.

Under the grave, my heart lies,
I am lost without goodbyes.

12-4-2014


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In the Morning Mist

The rose unfurls its petals to drink the morning dew,
warblers sharpen their trills, granting the Son his due.

Mother bat folds her wings, hangs upside down to rest,
baby clings to mother's fur, hidden in their leafy nest.

Four-o-clocks hide their faces against the dawning light, 
morning glories open wide, only to wilt and die at night.

Leaves on lavish branches with baited breath, await
lilting notes of day-wind sighing through the garden gate.

Deep within the forest glen, where fox hides and owl hoots,
the hidden world changes pace, each creature to its own pursuits.

A world without change would soon grow dull and invisible,
if all were night or all were day, diversity might be impossible.


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It's A Quarter of Eight

It's a quarter of eight and dark outside.
Summer has gone on her downhill slide.
I'm up before the sun has made herself known
And in a few short hours she seems to have flown.
I miss summer already, though she's barely gone.
Not looking forward to winter where nights are so long.
I'm already counting the days until spring.
Just getting through another winter, now there's the thing.
I don't like the cold, I don't like the dark.
Fall is so fleeting, it's barely a lark.
I can't wait for March when pussywillows arrive.
Yes, I'm counting the days 'til the earth comes alive.
It's a quarter of eight and dark outside
And the summer sun has gone off to hide


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Outcry of a broken heart

Even my mind not stilled by silence
my thoughts outraged with hurt and hate
as Im dumbfounded with confusion
leaving the cause to no debate,
I cannot tell you what is wrong
to tell you means I'd have to trust,
and my heart no longer feels willing,
beating only cause it must.

I feel a dead man live my life
I see his cold abandoned heart,
I hear his agonising cries
as he is torn more apart,
knowing no peace, no rest I find
having no comfort, stuck in a bind
a vagabond, alone in his life
Ive been cut off, betrayal was the knife.

awaiting death, and still much worse
my whole life upon this earth
seems like a scheme to take my worth
and bring me to nothing,
such is my curse
and i fear the effects
may never reverse
and make believe that I am cursed.
the way I feel too great for words
too great to bear such constant hurt
my soul depressed and left prostrate
before God to help, I hope it works. . .


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Sleep Child Sleep

Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Beyond the lines are the mines
Where soldiers lie beneath the battle sky

Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Yonder lies the farm stead
Where the housewife prays on her rosary beads 

Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Over the brook hides a crook
With his many treasures of a good measure 

Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
Beneath the garden bench
Sits a beggar in liquor drenched

Sleep child sleep
The night is dark and deep
In the city there is famine and hunger
Men have died a good number

Sleep child sleep 
The night is dark and deep
In the forest trail
One can hear a lover’s wail

Sleep child sleep 
The night is dark and deep
Above the sky line, where the twain meet
Sings an Angel of Gods love sweet


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When the Red Butterflies Fly

On a night in November with a full moon sky There is a graveyard in the Highlands where spirits fly Scriptures of old are chanted by the past As they rise through the earth as the red ones are cast Gravestones levitate with precision and ease As dark angels in black glide through the trees To a stone they surround as they circle above Slowly they transform into an ebony dark dove Upon this stone it perches as it awaits the await For when the red butterflies fly, the light they desecrate The sky turns from night into a reddy dawn As the moon hits their red their spirits now flown They land where they land, guided by the dark dove Their quest is to capture and lure life's love In the village near the graveyard on this November night A population in fear, in fright of their light Before the sun rises souls are drawn as if sprites No care for the living, their presence leaves blight A new day starts as if the previous night never happened For when the red butterflies fly, come this November night You may be summoned (!-V-!)


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A Place To Hide Away...

I need a place to hide away 
That i can go whether night or day
to lie and dream of you and i 
In a world where dreams and hopes dont die
Far away from the greed and wrath
Sloth, envy and pride link to one path
All on this path travel in dark 
Money and wealth will give them no spark
Along their path comes stife and pain
Quick, easy pleasures consumed in vain

I think of the future that they pursue
                 and my own future i seriously review

I decide i want to be an exception

As this dark path does not suit my perception.

Yes, lying here has been quite a refreshment

It is now easier to suffer torment

Knowing soon i shall drift and leave them behind

New friends, new cultures, new people i will find

Feeling rejuvenated i proceed to open my eyes
                   Life will not have structure, but adventures ready to arise


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Smoke Clouds

My master’s shaft of light was forbidding;
I had enough sense left to keep hidden.

If he cannot find me, he can't hurt me;
my silence is a bold plea for safety.

Beneath the dank hay, it makes perfect sense -
what he does not know, my only defense.

Trying to root out the truth in the dark,
his flashlight flickers while making its arc.

The light shines dimly but I’m feeling sick
the barn door bangs shut with familiar click.

The lock holds his hope for my safekeeping
when he returns, I will not be sleeping.

Knowing not to wait for his light’s return,
I set the hay on fire amidst the barn.

Hoping the dampness slows down a fast start,
this shaft of light warms my anxious heart.

I hear my foe give the latch a quick jolt;
as he heads for the blaze, my chance to bolt.

Latching the barn door, as I make my flight
dark clouds cover the moon, shading its light.





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MY LOVE

MY LOVE!

Wow, see her coming
From her heavenly boudoir like spring
The angelic bonnie queen
Chaste and verdant as virgin green!

Such glossy cheery smile
That I’m mesmerized all the while,
And her articulate serpentine gait
Like proud riverine princess of that rate.

Her appearance’s like magic wand
That makes everything beautiful and grand;
Her sweet-scented air as of ambergris
That causes all to whiff with bliss!

What a skin! Soft brilliant ebony, incarnate
In refined sunny gold glint climate;
With loose suited raiment of nature’s kind,
This soignée queen elsewhere I never find.

How her eyes radiate love’s fires
And I, enchanted by sheer love’s desires
Her fine lips set like bloomed roses;
Her voice, akin with wind blown pansies.

Were I lucky to endear myself to you
Would I render a burning love so true.
For your beauty is of no essence or mould
If no one do have you to hold! 


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The Deadliest Dinner

The feast was over, the diners filled,
When abruptly they keeled over and their innards spilled,
Unto an immaculate floor, courtesy was disabled,
Spewing their filth upon white walls and cluttered tables.

In a sudden realization of what had been done,
They discarded all valuables as they turned to run,
Only to discover the exits to be blocked,
Every crevice, window and door, barred and locked.

Petrified, the befouled guests sought out their charming host,
There He was, glass raised, about to give the evening's toast,
Bellies clutched as they collapsed into a sea of sweat,
Gaping at their frail pale friend, a foe never before had they met.

Weakened murmurs weaved through the majestic hall,
As the terror of recognition descended upon them all,
Then with a last shred of indignation, the Mayor declared:
"What in the bloody hell is going on here?"

"Hell it would seem, is a most appropriate word"
Said the host of the evening in a voice barely heard,
Not one of you have nightmares of the bloody wreckages left behind,
Manipulating and exterminating, all your friendships were well timed,

When I walked into your lives,you drunk deeply of mine,
You took and you took, I cooked and you dined,
But tonight is the night, you will hear the forgotten voices sing;
Of the ghost who hosted the deadliest dinner and made hell's bells ring.


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Reality Dose

Your broke into my fantasy
With large dose of reality

You banished every dream in flight
Caught each one in your snare of night

You invaded my Eden home
Changed every fairy to a gnome

My small corner of paradise
Blocked by your flaming sword of lies

Each constellation of desire
You flung down into the mire

The flowers round my bowing head
You turned to prickly thorns instead

Why not let me live out my dream?
A nightmare flood you made the stream

How hard is it to let me be?
Immersed in passion’s ecstasy?

Why not with kindness walk on by?
Why suck my love till it runs dry?

My rendez vous with joyful bliss
You betrayed with your Judas kiss

Now on the floor with broken wings
Reality Dose…how it stings!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

PS....the seed for this poem...Reality Dose...was planted and germinated out of a conversation I had JUST this afternoon chatting with GURU JAD! Never know when inspiration will strike! :)


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Now I Bawl

:<> :-x  by d8:) the one on M&M commerical
ITD :-* now not I-O I know this will be controverial

Now o-+-> but :-D still :-I by :-*
That M&M d8:) my + left me in bliss

ITD :-| d8:) hasn't called
SITD  :e  %-)  now I bawl

Amazed big kiss by cool guy the one on M&M commerical
In the dark kiss, now not bored I know this will be controverial

Now doing nothing but happy still hynotized by kiss
That M&M guy my knight left me in bliss

In the dark disgusted cool guy hasn't called
Still in the dark disappointed confused now I bawl

Sponsor: David Williams
Contest: Text Talk
Written:Septmeber 2, 2012


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love starved

If love is a hunger.Then my heart is 
empty.The pains run deeper then 
the pacific ocean floor.So many 
lovers my heart feels like a revolving 
door.I ask my mother to feed me 
cause i    hunger for her love .She 
gave me the left over scraps from 
my sisters and brother.barely 
enough to stop the pain.I ask my 
father to feed me and he only feeds 
my mother ,and when he 
remembers that I have no love he 
says hes fresh out.I asked my 
husband to  feed me .But he cant 
even make food.He gives me a 
dinner mint of lust .It disappears as 
soon  as it touches my 
lips.Countless lovers taking from an 
already starved heart. The inner 
parts of my heart consumed by the 
love given but never received.My 
heart is just and empty hollow lining 
.So empty the hunger pains can 
never be felt again.


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Into My Lungs The Murky Flows

Finding solace in the shadows,
Eyes burning from the day's glaring glow,

Looking inside for the flickering flame,
searching deep for something without a name,

Lost in darkness, the abyss taunting,
Clear thinking replaced by relentless wanting,

A voice in the distance, a whisper on the wind,
Insanity on the outside a manifestation of within,

Sinking deeper into the mire,
Clawing at the walls, reaching an inch higher,

Arms grow weary, breathing slows,
Into my lungs the murky flows.


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A Jealous Woman

A jealous woman am I…a very jealous woman
For you are MY man, my very own possession

Yes, I own you, you are under my lock and key
Don’t you dare look at her, for you belong to ME!

My passion is a gilded cage, but a cage nonetheless
If you dare try to escape, you’ll suffer… I confess

You know I will track you down and then I’ll make you pay
I’ll bring fire to your nights and torture you by day

You are branded with my love, it's plan for all to see
Revenge on thieves will be swift to varying degree

The fire that burns you up when you are in MY bed
Will burn up your heart if you dare love her instead

You’re mine…all mine…mine and ONLY mine
Baby, don’t mess things up, and I will treat you fine

I’ll be your muse, I’ll be your slave, I’ll be your everything
Ask of me your every wish, and I’ll treat you like a king.

A jealous woman am I, a very jealous woman...
If you stay my very own, I’ll make you taste of heaven.

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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My Daughter Reborn

I remember the day my daughter was born Like she had been here before, but now reborn Through the terrible two's she behaved like the rest When she came to mingle she had a different zest She spoke so young and observed all around her She would talk to herself in private confer Then along came school with it's different surrounds She became more outgoing as if on common grounds Her early teens came she was like a stranger to us She would recite ancients scripts and bring us to cuss Feelings I felt having never known her at all But the day I followed her, scrawling on the church walls I see her scribing, ancient symbols and satanic verses As she turns to me with Latin curses She looks at me her eyes black that were green Your no father to me my real fathers to be seen My daughter my princess she falls to her knees Her back rips open she smiles as if appeased A black fluid appears, next a bulging mass Dark wings unfold as I stare and gasp She turns towards me again I can see pain in her eyes Her eyes are now green and theirs tears in her cries Daylight is now darkness, dancing shadows on walls Black winged angels ringing humanities death knoll Where my daughter is kneeling buildings are collapsing The arrival, her father, as his black winged angels sing I run to my daughter, masonry falls all around As we collapse together on natures hallowed ground She was never his daughter although she had been here before For her eyes turned from black, because she loved me even more We lie bloodied and bruised on natures battered floor What happens when were gone, we have gone before !<*>^<*>!


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Sinister Emotions

I woke up this morning with pains in my heart
It felt as if something was tearing me apart
It felt like the hatred that you gave to me
That you wished I suffered for eternity
I know you don’t like me but please meet my friends
They are so loyal they stick ‘til the end
But they seem to like rubies, rubies that drip
I’ll pour down your blood and take up a sip
You called me a monster, you’ve seen nothing yet
I will be that one person you wish you never met
By the help of my friends, knife one and knife two
I’m going to give back the hurt I got from you
But go slowly my friends, do not make haste
For you need to know how sweet revenge taste
You’ve done well my friends, you’ve made me proud
Now watch as he dies and hear him scream loud
I woke up this morning feeling cold as the night
But I shall lay down my head with so much delight


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THE THIRD COMING

The first duo 
The candidate we can trust

Manifesto reads 
War against corruption 

The second duo
The best man for the jobs

Manifesto reads
The rule of law prevails 

The apex of the duo 
 The life shortened

The good interred 
With his bones 

Emerged from the interred 
 Bones of the second goods 

The third duo 
Manifesto wears 

Re branding Nigeria and Nigerians 
Witnessing is dislocation 

Witnessing is development 
Of predators

Maimings and murders 
Here and there 

The predators 
Is a celebrated gladiators

The manifesto 
Is like glint 

Let there be 
Food on the table,

Sleepiest sleepyhead,
Foundation of a state 

Engaged youths  
Re brand served and serving Nigerians 
 

 


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Defrocked by the Dark

When I reached the surface I could smell their fear From the depths of my dark they could sense I'm near Their azure blue skies turned to darken sulky clouds My cawing cacophony of followers, voiced their loud Oh what pleasure it gave me knowing they'd find my goal The darkened seeker sought, the last angel on their scrolls Commotion, confusion abounded, taken to me was she Silence was heard in her wings, now kneeling in front of me Eyes of solemn righteous, now attract this leader of dark As I stare into her pearly white, she views my wanting stark To me now close in touch, thunderous clouds applaud my caress Lightning strikes as I enter her world, in fall, her wings undress Defrocked, taken forsaken, an incredible darkness now descends Such power will emit when I surface again, can any race contend <*>


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Artificial Nocturne

                  An impressionist’s pastel painting of the foe,

Releasing unheard sighs of a sinner’s woe,

Mere wisps of his charred and tainted soul,

His empty eyes resemble burning holes of eternal coal,

Seeing only deathly pale faces lined and worn,

While following an eerie voice full of spiteful scorn,

Leading him towards lost corners of insanity,

Where he’s bound to serve ‘til the death of eternity.

Eidolon creeps amongst the bonfires of hell,

Where wretched souls burn and spasm in this fiery cell,

Him, hidden in illusions his mind created the surreal,

Captured spirit behind solid bars of steel,

His timeless existence in oblivion and spoil,

Still climbing higher and higher, to where he lays,

Where Eidolon walks cloaked in sinful ways,

A cloak befouled and woven in sin:

A weeping widow’s rope-round-the-throat,

A drunkard’s drowned body a-float,

Greedy lord whom robbed the poorly,

A psycho who raped his first child, mercilessly,

               Their damaged souls tarnish this cloak of sorrow.

(I know it isn't complete and it's kindda goosebump/nightmare material. Sorry about that.)

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The Vampire

She was a maiden with long red hair
A delicate monster to a heart filled with fear
Binding as one as he lays on her lap
As if he was taking an eternal nap
Love was strong but the pain was deeper
Did he know that she was a reaper?
The sense of desire was in the room
Complicated emotions felt like doom
A deadly attraction none can resist
The journey to death that couldn’t desist
Darkness overcomes the day
Shadows came and won’t go away
Alienated from the world, embraced in deception
Emptiness covered their hearts as they lived in corruption
He searched for comfort and found peace in her
She held him in her arms wishing they can last forever
Blood flooded up the place
Memories, none to erase
The vampire with a sorrowful heart
A relationship that will break apart
The lovers trap is love and passion
A gentle touch, a painful affection
Hearts slowly dying, one by one
With a suffering that will never be gone

Painting: Vampire (1895) - by Edvard Munch


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Hollow Puppet

Hollow puppet dancing on her strings,
Fear, fear please don't trim her wings.
Crumple down to hard dirt floor,
Never, never to dance any more.

Limbs this way, that way thrown;
No movement truly her own.
Dark, empty all around,
No purpose, value anywhere found.
Meaning escaped,
Fear evaporate.

Hollow puppet dancing on her strings,
Begging, desperate, please trim her wings.
Pain, pain go away,
Let me dance no more this way.


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Unlucky

Lift all the pain to just consume it all Watch my lifeless corpse trip and fall Enjoying all the last moments in this dimension Break apart the long lasted fundamental foundation - It's hard to understand the rest of this Just to sit and vision all of it fall in the abyss I don't know where to begin anymore Pick my carcass off the messy floor Put the colossus back together again But tremble in the fact of what has been


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Bleed

Take the risk
And cut your wrist
Let it bleed
Down to your knees 
Cut your muscle,pop the vein
Even if you can't take the pain
You know you want to
Though it won't help you
Just take the knife
And take your life


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Whispered Silence

I yell, but you respond not
I cry, but my tears do not spill
I fear that I might be left here to wrought
Now the dark cold is the only thing I feel

I reach to grasp your hand
But my movement is slow
My memories of you slide out of my mind like sand
But still around me, the darkness grows

Finally feeling to just give in
Your image appeared out of the dark violence
You looked upon me with a miraculous grin
You took my hand in yours, finally I have been
Freed from a whispered silence....


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Sightless Seeker

I reach for you in this darkness and find you gone,
Budless bloom of a forsaken thorn,

Nectarine of my life, song of my night,
Conjure thyself once more to bless my singed sight,

Search me now and see my grief,
In you lieth my only relief,

Water my withered roots and sire another tree,
Entangle thyself deep inside of me.


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They Exist, when Summoned

On a dark isle off Scotland's west coast
There sits a castle with it's evil host

This harbourer of witchcraft and demonic doom
Is to leave this planet like a deathly dark tomb

Servants of the night as they have in the past
Will once again rise to finish their task

Summoned they will come from the fires of Hades
Black angels of him to the light they'll degrade

At every full moon they command the skies
They will unleash their fear with shrieking cries

These bat shaped creatures with heads of snake
Devour their enemy to a deadened shake

Villages and towns make ready their night
The safety of the clans from evils delights

Deep in the cellars and caves where we hide
Discussions for hope to repair this divide

Tears flow as emotions are shared
When this hell is over how many of us will be spared

From where we shelter we hear terrorising screams
To the older of us, it's more reoccurring dreams

Into the hours of the morn the onslaught goes on
What kind of a place can these creatures come from

Suddenly we hear the most thunderous of crashes
As the cobalt blue black is cut through with flashes

We see on the hills the glowing of white
Sporadic they are as they come out of the night

These riders of white on unicorns they ride
Is this what will save us and repair the divide

They raise their arms releasing white silver flashes
Connecting with these creatures as they turn into ashes

Many hours of conflict as the dawn brings a new day
The land reeks of battle and deathly decay

As we enter the light and our surroundings we view
The count leaves not many, I'm just one of a few

To the unicorns we turn, in praise to declare
But we see nothing at all, they were no longer there










http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/dark-5.php




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Silent Pain

I can feel your pain in the words you didn't say
Wanting to crawl inside you and take it all away

No longer is there a twinkle in those lonely green eyes
Only sadness from another long night of never ending cries

I want to kiss you, but the sparks are no longer there
I still adore your beauty as you sit in that rocking chair

You endless stares are haunting the demons from the past
Release them out into the open from where they have amassed

Come towards the light where our new day can begin
Standing here by your side, finding you deep within
  


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Raven by the Graves

I believe in the protector of the dead.
I see her every time I am there.
When I'm sitting by your grave,
thinking about the good times and bad.

She sits on top of your headstone,
as the most beautiful bird ever known.
Her dark feathers shines in the moonlight,
her eyes dark as coal.
She stares into my eyes when she near,
giving me a message very clear.

"Oh, my death Raven...
You have taken upon yourself to do this,
to protect the ones that are gone.
I love how you are close
so now we know their never alone.

I truly love you as a friend,
and I hope you're here in the end.
My dear Raven, understand
you are always in my head."

You have to understand that this is forever.
She knows what to do because she is clever.
No, She will never leave.
You would just have to believe.
She made this as her duty 
Cause she feels right where she belongs.






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Inspired from Dorian Gray

He watched and learnt a certain way
Engulfed in passions and lust each day
The dark and twisted smile or smirk
The halls and alleys where he did lurk
His charm and charisma captured all
The girls lined up from wall to wall
He took advantage of each single one
His pale porcelain skin forever shone
His soul was a pit of dark and despair
Living eternally young without a care
As friends aged and died he did not
The mark he left was never be forgot
The deal he made as he sold his soul
His grief and conscience were both stole
This terrible deed could happen to you
To your soul you must be true


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The Rising

These damned temptations; they haunt me day and nigh.
Rooted from the deepest depths of hell, where even angels cry.

The unending taunt of which I cannot refuse;
The promising of joy, and yet I continue to lose.

I pray emphatically, for an extraction from these mares;
Just a brief escape from the infinite snares.

I cannot ask for help, for if they know I am shunned,
And yet they look down at me, as if their conscience were stunned.

I have recently found a plan of action however,
And pain it will bring as joy will be severed.

For this joy is false as a loosened saddle;
And the only way out is to head into battle.


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Telltale signs beyond the carrion eye

wicked heart beats will tale on you for sure																so do not enter through their Cracked door  															their light shining out to some degree     																 angels of night with true light disagree        															 you see on thee they have an evil eye                                                                                                                                                                                                   	wearing their death cap they devour with lies  															bowing to men like we they so deceive  																a sty mark the most worshipful receive                                                   												in knowing the dark they plot you reception   														wisdom's offer Eve's death by deception																making you think they are on the level 																 their light be dark behind door lies devil																  fellowship of blackness quote the wrong light                             													 the cloaks and daggers will not win this fight															Jesus the light in Him no dark at all 																the Way enter in His gate true light's call     															 have no dark fellowship reprove rather                   														deeds of evil men who burn to gather																so they may be brought from darkness to light		  													 satan's power lies to Jesus' true might


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Torment

You and your shadow near me.
I feel you touch me.
Something about you annoys me,
and I can't hardly breathe.

Giving me chills doesn't excite me.
I just feel like running away.
Nothing about you makes me happy.
I just want you gone.

Please stop this torture.
You draining me is not the answer.
I will not be yours forever.
I can't love you the same.

Tormenting me is heartbreaking.
Making me cry each day.
Please let me go.
Please just go away.


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Only you

I long for respite from the light,
come hold me through this longest night

Only you, can bring me peace, 
only you, can give me rest

I seek comfort in your soft embrace,
please guide me to that quiet place

Only you, can bring me peace, 
only you, can give me rest

The weight of life, so light before's
become a burden I can't ignore 

Only you, can bring me peace, 
only you, can give me rest

I grow so weary of life it seems,
that peace may only come in dreams

Only you, can bring me peace, 
only you, can give me rest

I grieve, dear sleep when we're apart,
I pray your sweet relief to start

Only you, can bring me peace, 
only you, can give me rest


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PRECIOUS BEAUTY

PRECIOUS      BEAUTY



Joe and me went to a local Christmas ball
Just looking for a couple of girls, that’s all
Saw two girls standing together there
One had dark hair the other fair
Dark one had  crystal blue sapphire eyes 
Which sparkled in constant surprise
And below these gems were her lips luscious
Red as rubies but much more  precious
And between these jewels were teeth pearls
To easily outshine those of other girls
She wore the simplest of  pink dresses 
And had no stones to adorn her dark tresses
Joe said later he admired  the fair one
And the lovely jewels she had on
Strange but I never noticed her at the ball
I was rapt by the dark one with no jewels at all.


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Dark Abyss

Join me in the dark abyss, 
Ravage me with your hungry kiss.

Break me out of these chains that bind, 
Assure me it's not all in my mind.

I think of you night and day,
Why can't I keep these feelings at bay?

I hunger for your passion, your touch, you caress,
Oh baby please join me in the dark abyss!


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A Front

Midnight stares from courageous eyes
A dark outlook in disguise

Striking cold behind a front
A frigid smile lands the stunt

Few words fool and appear as peace
As behind the lines, tears fight release

Emotions stay tucked behind a grin
Charitably giving whats been taken

Worn of hiding, it still endures
Deep down the damage anxiously roars

Midnight stares from courageous eyes
A dark outlook in disguise

Broken and blue but blending in
Feelings seem pointless when kept within


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The DP

The dark prince and his ever dark bride,
They sit together on the beast they ride.

The dark prince and his forever dark maid,
Sharp tongues like any knife or switchblade.

Talking back and forth like an evil river flow,
They are both invited to hell this you know.


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The Visitor

Corvus corax with croaking cries
Why look at me with one black eye?

Your presence here I’d not request
What seek you in black splendidness?

Why perch you there on bended bough
Hid beneath your feathery shroud?

Why stare at me with solemn bent
Why do you croak a dark lament?

Begone! Dark shiny messenger
Sound your dirgeful hymn elsewhere.

But still it perched unmoved in tree
And now both eyes transfixed on me.

Unfolded wings that made no sound
The visitor alight to ground

And plucked an iris growing near
I knew right then its purpose here.


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CONTRAVENE

What about you...
What about me...

We are not making a poetry family.
Why are we breaking up?

You don’t fit the score anymore.
This is just a letter of confirmation.

Our contests state the truth.
We are Soupers of true, which works for me; however, why not you?

We are breaking up from a mental disaster.
Might just make this that much better as Soupers together!
_________________________________________________|
Penned on JUNE 11, 2014!



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Nisei

Anesthetized constitution,
Demoralized contribution;
Righteous inconsistency-
Wrong-doers frequency.

Subliminal conflab,
Criminal back stab;
Caseless quarrels-
Faceless morals.

Psychedelic legislation,
Humanity disintegration;
Tormented composure-
Indecent exposure.

Respect annihilation,
Sacramented violation;
Varnished illusion-
Tarnished delusion.

Armed paraphernalia,
Strung up genitalia;
Mouthed truths, clamped-
Sealed lies, stamped.

Commune travesty,
Immune amnesty;
Synthetic jurisdiction-
Pathetic contradiction.

Vengeful retribution,
Carnaged institution;
Marred government, lineated-
A nation, desecrated

© 31st October 2013


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There were Nine

I recall upon hearing, of a town not far from here From what I've been told, nobody enters because of fear For this town has something darker, darker than known before Nine crows in torment flight, await to deliver sore Being picked upon was a common site, safe, no one was Nobody could fathom why, was it simply just because The day that it came to light, a darkness descended down With a swiftness never witnessed, darkened a living town Under their winged shadows, became people in deathly fall It's as if their looking for someone special, hungered is their thrall For days they dived, swooped again, soaring to their skies This nine in tormented flight, just who can they despise The days and weeks that passed, the town recalls that fateful day Their Church now apparently empty, no more their light displayed . 09/08/2014


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The Dreaded Dream

Sing me a song that will put me to sleep
And I promise my nightly noises will not make you weep,
For I dream aloud, battling the fogginess descended,
Awakening refreshed when that battle has ended,
There are no doors, no locks in this place,
A bit too gloomy but suitable to my taste,
Within the shadows, averting the light,
For they make my eyelids burn and writhe,
The sweetest of dreams are but a myth,
Cheating us, for Reality in comparison we find dreadfully unfit,
Exploring the depths of our languished needs,
Most will stand and stare at the few who succeed,
For though we may wish to be free of these fetters,
We often lack the bravado to seek out something better.


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SMOLENKA BRIDGE

SMOLENKA  BRIDGE


I still well remember
Before breakfast one dark morning in November
From Smolenka BridgeI found myself looking down	
On the ducks and a ragged old woman in brown.
She expected I had something to give her;
So too the ducks on the river.
Those were loser ducks  - the ones too late
In the season to find a mate
Or who didn’t migrate in time
To find a place with a warmer clime.
All lost, in currents and tides uncontrolled,
Homeless, drifters, beggars, cold.
This is the result  - how it ends I fear:
All hanging out near
The Smolenka Bridge in dark November.
It’s well to remember.


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The Rest of My Days

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
But before I do, please allow me to pray.

For just as the sky has one brightest star.
I’m forever in love with the person you are.

Your heart is compassion in its truest form.
Your lips are moist, tender and warm.

Your eyes are as deep as deep can go.
The kindest person I ever did know.

Your soul is one that shines so bright.
It gave me the desire to want to live right.

You’re a Grandmother, Mother, Wife and lover.
Who holds a grace and beauty like no other.

When my life was as dark as dark could be.
Your love led me to the Lord, which set me free.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Sweetheart, that feat shall take the rest of my days.


Written for Tracy Decker’s “Inspired by the Masters” Poetry contest. 
Elizabeth Browning’s, “How Do I Love Thee”


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Resolution-

How far away is nowhere?

Could I get there from here?

Would it take a long time? Or none at all,

for me to get there?

I'd like to go there sometime,

and disappear away.

To have that nothingness envelop me,

and forget about this pain.

This illness overtakes me sometimes

and covers up my life.

Steals my joy and happiness,

robs away my rights.

I have to remind myself daily,

my soul has been set free.

Because my body might have lupus,

but lupus does not have me!


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The Dark Night

A sweet Little Worm crawls silently through the dirt.
Where has the light gone?  I have no worth.
Feeling dense and dark, the worm surrenders its life.
What’s the use of living when there is no light?

Coiled unto herself, Little Worm falls fast asleep.
Unwilling to feel the dung of this compost heap.
Surrendering to the dark night is the worm’s only thought.
Eyes closed to her world, allowing all thinking to stop.

Asleep in the black tunnel, Little Worm dreams of the light,
Rising sun soaks through her skin; the heating pad of delight.
Dreamtime expands into an unknown inner glow.
Fiery furnace melts the frozen core as her heartfire grows,

A safety net surrounds Little Worm like a web of security.
Encasing her now in a gentle comforter, woven of purity.
Spreading a delicate balance while dusk and dawn merge
Cocooning Little Worm as she sleeps, enabling fears to purge.

Little Worm awakens with alarm; something isn’t right?
I’m smothering in this security blanket, and I’m feeling fright.
Little Worm gives a strong kick to break free; it is a flap.
She pushes with all her might; a flutter falls quite flat.

Flap and flutter; flutter and flap; frantic movements all.
Still I’ll try and try until I’m free of this blanketed wall.
All the flaps and flutters create a crack in the shell.
Her lungs fill up with sweet, moist air; Ah, now all is well.

These flaps and flutters feel different; actually, quite strange.
Appendages like angel wings now provide a vast new range.
Relief saturates Little Worm like a sponge lying in sweet gentle rain,
As she arises from the clammy, wet compost heap without any pain.

Slowly, tentatively, Little Worm gazes into the ocean of blue above.
Excited flapping and fluttering soon lifts her from the muck
Soaring now into the dewy spring of a fresh blossoming birth,
Little Worm acknowledges the need for the dark night to occur.

Flying freely now with the emerging glow of true freedom’s ring,
Accepting this new power contained within surrendered feelings,
She’s enchanted with her new life, although she’s not sure who she is.
Surrendered suffering has created this new day of pure joy and bliss.


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Unseen

I am at the end,
No one can see,
Bright , cheerful, loving, I be,
It's all fake,
That is the smoke screen I make,
If some relief doesn't come soon,
It may be all over by next noon,
I don't see a way out,
Oh my God, I just want to shout,
Help me please,
In time I want to freeze,
Even though it's my own doing,
I still want that cooing,
I just can't think,
It's all over in a blink.


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Peel

Trying to figure out this way that I feel
I'm a dark banana; whole world is my peel.

Sunshine without light, my soul is heavy
More clouds and tears of rain, break my minds levee.

I'm always in darkness- most of the time down
The guy who always laughed wears only a frown.

If I could peel away this shell of disgust
Blow away these dark clouds of hate and mistrust.

This layer of skin that sheds so easily
Goes away designed, not to end pleasingly.


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Night Camp

On a dark dewy dampened night
Stars sparkle above my campsite

A thick brisk breeze blows through
Toggles my tent nearly in two

Hunched I stand to unzip me out
Tent too cramped without a doubt

Wind blows my hair against my face
Zipping it closed with precise haste

Stepping on top of fallen pine needles
Barefoot I pray there are no beetles

Marveling the stars unerringly strewn
Against a black sky accenting the moon

Inhaling the crispness of the night
Decreases my grief with cogent might

Exhaling those troubles kept deep inside
This evening drenches a dreary façade

Loquacious crickets chirp steady songs
Forcing resolve to end the day’s wrongs

The scent of jasmine lingering on
Allows my spirit to sing its song

Undoubtedly camping feels so right
On a dark dewy dampened night~




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Resurrection

Slowly dying day by day
Save me God, oh this i pray
Dead to the world as it seems
Though no one can hear my screams,
Muffled under the weight of night.
Travelin' the tunnel with no end in sight.
Use your hand to guide my way
Down this dark path I go astray.
Darker.
And darker.
The end is coming near.
It's like a horror film and I am filled with fear.
Then around the bend I go.
Anything could save me from this dismal low.
I see the light at the other side.
Oh, God this is a crazy ride.
My entire life flashes before my eyes.
I've walked a thousand miles in shoes that aren't my size.
My heart stops.
It stops.
My eyes open from the darkness and the weight has shifted.
My burdens have beeen lifted.
I see the world unfold before me.
Places to explore in the magical blue sea.
I'm awake adn feeling fresh
A chance to relive my life, but in the same flesh.
I've seen the sacrifices I have made
The path I chose caused my dreams to fade
But now I start anew.
The regrets I have will now be few.
I woke up from this dark nightmare,
Moments like these are rare.
I hear the whispering wind call my name
Telling me to caome away and leave my shame.
Farther.
And farther.
Leave my past behind.
The future is what i need to find.
My eyes have seen the terror without you,
I turn my back to what I have been through.
I have the chance to make a correction,
For it's my own resurrection.


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Life's not full of love, it's full of hate

Standing on the lowest point on the earth
With burning heart giving me sensation of hearth
On such a cold dark night 
Without a vision of an angel upon my sight

I wonder by here all alone each and every day
Without my heart, my life, passing through my way
Oh my sun has left me never to rise 
Leaving me helpless, my life’s a despise

But my love, you are worth all the while 
The whole world stops with your single smile
I’m just a admirer nothing more than that 
My life’s a cold floor now, you were my mat

By those sweetly spoken words form your lip
My heart runs, your words are always there to keep
Worse than me, my heart’s the one who’s hurt so much
I miss your smile, your voice your silent touch

Every time I dream I miss you
Feels like holding you picture and kiss you
Years have gone but you I haven’t forgotten
Guess how hard it’s to live without a sun 

Ask me the pain of that, it’s been ages
That’s the only reason I’m filling blank pages
Rejoice in life is not for me
Pain in heart, happy for others to see



Like the candle burning beside me, my heart burns
Through these veins of mine, your vision runs
It’s so hard to hold the tears filled in the eyes
To search for the sun at night in the skies

To be in dark room full of fears
With songs of depression into my years
It’s so easy to be a girl, loved by all 
Unlike boys, never happy in life, always to crawl

Surrounded by the world I’m just a pawn
Without you in my head form dusk to dawn
For as your love I’m out of tear I can’t cry
I’m so young now for me to die

But to die for you, you are really worth it
Still I’m alive, for us to meet
Its not that I can’t die for thee 
I can’t live without you in front of me to see 

How can I even think of dying?
I’d rather be happy like this, always crying
I’ll wait for you till I make sea of tears
I’ll really wait even if it will take thousand of years

You are really beautiful and always jolly
My dear I’m ugly and always melancholy 
You my love, your life’s always a bloom
But my life, oh poor me always a gloom

Without a single picture of you, I wait
Without my heart by my side, my life still a gait
A sad feeling inside my heart, always to born 
Life full of pain sorrow and frisson

Sitting on my bed, this precious time I kill
The empty blank pages on copy is what I fill
Life’s what you decide, not of your fate
Life's not full of love it's full of hate


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Family Matters

Empty bottles lie strewn out on his floor
Tears stream down my face as we enter the morgue.


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Double Murder

As the crows fly west, they can all smell a fresh meal,
The murder was swift, the body’s blood has yet to congeal.


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Good Company

“Smoke a cigar with me and have yourself to a beer,”
I open my eyes and I’m all alone here.


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GUARD DUTY

Today the gates were fortified, first time since I've been here. 
The razor wire and barricades help to justify my fear. 

Half the city went dark last night and now it's dark again. 
And I can feel the cold of war, it’s slowly creeping in. 

I've never seen a night so dark with stars afraid to shine. 
Or felt a fear that starts to shear the fabric of my mind. 

"No one enters", "Shoot to kill", my orders weren't candy coated. 
So I stand here in full battle gear, rifle locked and loaded. 

My nerves are shot, I try to swallow but the lump is getting bigger. 
One hand calms my beating heart and one hands on the trigger.
 
If this goes down I pray to God, "please Lord let me be spared". 
'cause prayings all I know to do, I've never been this scared. 

The sounds of war are closer now, closer than they've been before. 
And I'm prepared to fight the fight, should hell come to my door.
 
No one enters be him friend or foe, unless I give a yes. 
And "halt" is just a four letter word between life and death. 

My mind drifts for a moment but a moments all I need. 
To ask myself with all I've seen and felt, is this place changing me? 

When I leave here and I go home, who will people see? 
Will I be someone they don't know, or who I used to be? 

I'm not sure I know myself, this place can take it's toll. 
But I play the hand that I was dealt and I didn't come to fold. 

I'll go all in if that's what it takes, I came prepared to fight. 
So I'd stay clear and don't come 'round here, 
While I'm on watch tonight.