After Dark Poems - Poems about After Dark

Beneath the churning skies and wrathful sea, A lone man wails into swirling agony. Each crashing wave, a relentless assault, Mirroring the chaos of his inner tumult. Beneath tempestuous heavens, alone he fights, His vessel, both refuge and dungeon,...Read the rest...

A dark soul long immersed in a grey world Awakened to a spirit’s shining beam And foolishly presumed as he uncurled His destiny was to possess her gleam. The dark youth’s folly then was slowly dimmed By...Read the rest...

You gripped my hips, not my heart you stoked the fire on my lips, sent me sprawling through an abyss and left my body tangled in sweat drenched sheets alone. you wove a wrathful web of wantonness, slid...Read the rest...

Four years ago, I bought my condo, here in Altoona.. The pandemic shut things down so I was mostly home bound, here in Altoona.. During my first year, I some times experienced fleeting energy here in Altoona.. I thought it...Read the rest...

Miranda DeVil, Miranda DeVil In a mansion on a hill, Lives Miranda DeVil, her presence gives you a chill, She’s the queen of the night, with a heart full of spite, Miranda DeVil, oh beware of her thrill. Her...Read the rest...

It's a very strange place when in dreams I chase phantasms, a figmant of imagination, or an apparition of warning from my soul, seeing what is hidden from the light of day. It's a very strange place and only an illusion of madness overtaking all the...Read the rest...

2/4/23 No ifs ands or maybes Daily I'm seeing hatred People still extremely racist Meanwhile food and materials being wasted I understand the messages these mummies meant Continually money spent Making matters worse, followed by a bloody event Too often the crooked win Always greedy...Read the rest...

2/13/23 A fu**** up past Always past fu**** up It's just me and a cup damn Still can't put down the damn cup I am truly sad How i've been living is sad truly I can't smile away problems It's been difficult to...Read the rest...

"The Beetlejuice Past Your Eyes" “Well, where would you suggest I commence? Should we begin with the concept of pasteurize?” This said to the earnest listener, who views the protagonist with a bon vivant confused expression. To...Read the rest...

Voices rush towards me all at once, Which I've been contemplating about since months. It's the frozen heart of mine, Which stops the other half of me from being kind. Personality clashes at its peak, There's no place left...Read the rest...

Such cold love is brought Freezing my heart of fire Extinguished my warmth...Read the rest...

I could fill a bottle with air, sunken by liquid depression. A matter so densely populated. by false hope and worthless thoughts. I cower to...Read the rest...

I am fighting . I am fighting with my existence. I am fighting against the flow of my dreams. I fought against the world but lost my existence. I have adopted the black color of reality and the dream lights went...Read the rest...

Villanelle by Michael R. Burch Is poetry mere turning of a phrase? Has prose become its height and depth and sum? What happened to the songs of yesterdays? Does prose leave all nine Muses vexed and glum, with fingers stuck in...Read the rest...

Parked in the dark, waiting for somebody to shine the way... That somebody, is someone, who has found Sahmbadi and that Somebody is Me! -Your Shadow ...Read the rest...