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Limerick Dark Poems | Limerick Poems About Dark

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life with t-rump XXI

Donald's faithful to his red star
Putin loves the Don from afar
Bizarre it may seem
It's been Vladimir's dream
To have an American Tsar

Copyright © Duke Beaufort | Year Posted 2017

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Crocodile Tears

He made her life a living hell.
Her heart immune to the death knell
She breaks down and cries
Tears spring from her eyes
Her acting days now serve her well.


Contest: Open Poetry 
Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
11th July, 2015
Placed 7th

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2015

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out after dark

They warned me what might be in store.
But I heard all those stories before,
how they do not come back,
disappear in the black,
and I find them a colossal bore.

So I wade out at dusk with my vest,
bamboo rod and a hat with a crest.
Oh, so sure, that this time,
I will hook on my line
the one catch that will prove who is best!

When they found me, the next afternoon,
my remains made the search party swoon.
So, take heed and beware!
Do not venture or dare
to trespass his domain- BLACK LAGOON.

Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2011

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Mediocre Man

There once was a man that was lackluster
Who's life was one giant cluster
Writes a suicide note
He slits his throat
Blank stares are all his family can muster

Copyright © Dustin Craig | Year Posted 2013

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Looking Forward

Dear little eight year old me
Who's seen the impact of cruelty
Know through the years
There'll be more tears
And hope will feel like a fantasy

The world you know grows dark
The faith you trust will part
Your heart will break
From others mistakes
And familiar anguish will scar

The past will be an open tale
Your darkest secrets soon unveiled
And those naïve
Will choose to leave
But even in this love prevailed

For sweetheart let me tell you this
In the middle of chaos you'll find your prince.
His words will assure
His cuddles secure
And change your world with a kiss
Initially cautious of intent
Believing only to be pretend
As months pass by
You instead will find
Every declaration he made, he meant

In time your heart will soften
In his presence pain is forgotten 
The half to your whole
The mate for your soul
Forever together, I'm confident

He'll show you an alternative life
One only the heavens could contrive
Visions will carry
Of being married
Becoming one day his wife

So darling be forewarned 
Of the coming trials and storms
But through the gray 
There'll be a day
When a love between two is born

Copyright © Jessica K | Year Posted 2015

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Limerick: Once a Dark Horse in a handicap

Limerick : Once a Dark Horse in a handicap

Once a Dark Horse in a handicap
Led head, tail and hoof in the last lap
All eyes on winning post
Cameras clicked the most
Horse lost in the negative, so clap !

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2013

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The East End, Ends

It's goodbye to mad Frankie Fraser The East Ends gangster appraiser So loyal to the Kray's To his very last day One the Sixties ultimate erasures .

Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2014

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Only the Good Die Young Dark Limerick

Even though "Only the good die young"
A very well known song that's sung
But should it be said
Means less in the head
They wanted death before off the tongue


Copyright © Matt Forshay | Year Posted 2015

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A Kiss In The Dark

Blinded and saving the love talk in the dark
In a sensuous connection came a spark
An active mind bee-lined for a kiss
Shilly-shally bemused as lass remarks
Lips to nose in a clear view face, turns dark.

Copyright © Ako Henshaw | Year Posted 2013

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I once wrote a poem of a doctor

I once wrote a poem of a doctor
Whose method was considered improper:
  He’d beat with his cane
  The lame and insane
Until they were cured or a blotter.

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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The Devil's Agents Dark Limerick

The Devil's Agents 
- A Dark Limerick

There Once Was A Man Named Several
Who Became A Secret Agent For The Devil
But When He Asked His Boss
What The Job Would Cost?
He Was Told, 'That's Above Your Pay-Grade Level'
(Rom. 6: 23)

		Written & Copyrighted ©: 10/24/2013
                           by:  MoonBee Canady

Copyright © MoonBee Canady | Year Posted 2013

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There was once

There was once a young dancer
Who was recovering from cancer
She wanted fame 
but her leg was lame
So people called her a prancer.

I know it's really mean and sad but I had this as homework 
and I honestly couldn't think of 
rhyming words and than I just thought of this.

Copyright © Secrets inyoureyes | Year Posted 2014

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To die before you die is worse then death itself.
Time doesn’t stop as you are sprung backwards.
Now you have to climb forward. 
Desperately yearning to revert to your normal self.
Desperately wanting something to spring you back to where you were, happy. 

Copyright © Sean Fahrnebruch | Year Posted 2015

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Jack's Dark Side

Jacko has a dark side as well as one of fun He laid out too long in the hot sizzling sun Didn't turn over Got over exposure White in front but dark on his bum © Jack Ellison 2015

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015

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The Dark Prince and Gods Darkest Whore

The dark prince and the almighty Gods' darkest whore,
The prince defies God so he is going to even the score,
He's crowned with disloyalty and encouraging her lie,
Sitting by her darkened throne and views the lashings go by,
The Lord then slams and then seals heavens' eternal door.

Copyright © Dawn Gordon | Year Posted 2011

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Professor Gorey

Professor Gorey
always had a story
filled wit guts and grim
til most folks around these parts
those with their full share of smarts
asked her where she grows her monocultural glory.

Grim Reaper
is not my heart's keeper
and I thank you so for asking
just what I see as our life tasking,
to face our fears as permanent sleepers.

Professor Gorey
how could your story
of climatic strangulations
and cataclysmic slaughter of multiple reiterations
do other than make us snorey?

Story can wake you up
if you drink them with half-full inducting cup
rather than gulping with competition
while choking for potential cooperation
between what's contracting down whys expanding up.

What is this mystery
we cannot see?
of breathing ego down while eco-up,
soothing prickly cats for playing gooey pups,
confusing what might become
with how we choose to be?

You've asked me well
so I must tell,
my deep gory fertile mystery
of permaculture ecosystemic history
is what makes our regenerating health 
co-evolve so cooperatively swell,
overcoming cognitive-affective bicameral-dissonance hell.

Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2015

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I once knew a man named red
Who had a really big head
If not for the thinking,
And all of the winking,
He knew you'd always be dead.

Copyright © Criss Tripp | Year Posted 2015

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She tossed her coin into wishing well
For all to see and for all to tell,
She wished for a husband
One tall dark and handsome,
Hoping the well would break her dry spell.

Well her suitors came from all around
Some gross, some queer, no handsome found,
She looked for a keeper
And not just a looser,
Then she met one financially sound.

Tall dark and handsome, was just a joke
She'd settle for one who wasn't broke,
She got an old fella
He's thirty years older,
And just recovering from a stroke.

Her wish at the well partly came true
When she and her old man said "I do,"
Since she was no beauty
He fulfilled his duty,
It was her Daddy who paid him too!

Copyright © JACQUELYN STURGE | Year Posted 2007

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An earnest young student of Greek

An earnest young student of Greek
Raised his hand in class so to speak. 
  The professor replied
 “I wouldn’t advise.
After all, you’ve been dead for a week!”

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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Lady Guinevere decided to follow her passion

Lady Guinevere decided to follow her passion
By finding employment as a hired assassin.
  She practiced technique
  On her cousin Monique,
But found the guillotine to be out of fashion.

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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A boorish young cad from Bel Air

A boorish young cad from Bel Air
Once met his own ghost on the stair.
  In shrieks and in moans
  And in ominous tones
It spoke just the one word "BEWARE!" 

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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The nightmare of reality

Since I had this nightmare
I have felt in despair
I searched the room
saw the darkness loom
and realized you were never there.

Copyright © Shaylee Greene | Year Posted 2017

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The Assasin

I wanted the guy to be dead
So I aimed for the back of his head
Pulled the trigger you know
The world seemed to slow
And blossom in purple and red

Copyright © mike dailey | Year Posted 2016

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My Old Bag - Dark Humour

I lay my dearest Susan down to rest
Of tall tales and humour she was the best
An excuse each night
Wouldn't hold me tight
There's something I need to get off my chest

See, Susan was a talented old hag
Three men at once she quite often would shag
The gents often told
Of her lips of gold
and the tricks hidden deep inside her bag

I put up with her, turned the other cheek
She was built of strength, I a man so weak
Shame filtered these eyes
She laughed at my cries
Til they found her in the bag by the creek

*no bags were hurt in the making of this poem*

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017

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Cousin Eustace makes such a horrible sight

Cousin Eustace makes such a horrible sight
When he walks down the second-floor halls every night.
 “He’s been up there for years,”
  Said Aunt Agatha in tears,
“And it's such a bother when guests die from the fright.”

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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A professor of botany in France

A professor of botany in France
Was devoured by man-eating plants.
  His colleagues concurred
  What remained be interred
With his wife, who was eaten by ants.

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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Dark Nights

The space shrinks now the dark nights are here
It closes around but theres nothing to fear
When February arrives,
It will be light at five
So get them in folks and lets have a beer.

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2011

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My method for treating the insane

“My method for treating the insane,”
Dr. Nostrum would often exclaim,
  “I developed for years,
   With advice from my peers;
I just beat them to death with my cane.”

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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Two Creepy Limericks

From the attic when midnight comes ‘round
Are heard the most horrible sounds
   That fill all with dread
   But they remain in their beds
Lest what’s up there decides to come down.

Each night when I lay down my head
I hear something under my bed;
    It crawls and it slithers,
    It shrieks and it gibbers,
And is almost certainly dead.

(Inspired by my favorite Edward Gorey limerick.)

Copyright © Jerome Malenfant | Year Posted 2016

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Sunday Funday

I cried and I cried and I cried My little pet chicken had died Mom offers a treat Delicious to eat Here's some nuggets boneless and fried

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017