Best Darknesses Poems


The Moon and Sun

Said the moon to the sun one day,
"Oh why you majestic thing must you avoid me?
And forever escape my rays?
Forever lying with the darkness, yes He!"

Said the moon to the sun the very next night,
"You ask me why I escape from you?
And hide from your blinding light?
I hide for I do not love you, and despite me saying so, honeyed words you still coo!"

"Fine! If you will not listen to my plea,
Then I will take you by storm and fire!"
The Sun cried out in fury
An as he did so, the tempurature grew higher..

The moon cried out for him to stop.
Everyone, even the stars cried out for the sun to stop
For her, who was shielding herself from the heat's great wallop
Crying out to the Darkness for one last boon.

The Darkness with great care
Took her home
Protecting and healing her with great nobility and dare!
Then helping her into the dark sky that nothing but a great dome

Waxing and waning for eternity
The moon almost dying, only to be saved by the Darknesses loving touch
All this because of the sun, yes He!
The moon enduring all this pain just to escape the sun's clutch

Said the moon to the Sun every night,
"You asked why I escaped,
And hid from your blinding light?
I hid for I did not love you, and because I said so, you try to kill me, Yes you do..."

Premium Member Table of the Scribed

Table of The Scribed 

Only of the true muse in mind,
Being a he or she? 
Can scribe of the darknesses they feel, 
Being it told, indeed. 

Being this breed of spirits, 
Sitting at the Abysses table, take heed!

For that's the table of the;
Devils and Gods, 
We are the tellers; 
For we are the scribes. 

Take up thy quill; 
Quick hurry, 
Put it in your hand? 

Write down the scribes of; 
Phraseology, terminology,
They're many forms in their styles!

Am I sure they will understand?

I am learning all the while;
Understand these words
Even the symbolic, 
Are they written too absurd?

Revised Edition; September 06, 2021, 4:33 PM (EST)

Premium Member Some Poems For Mandy

at last my face begins to rest
at last my feet are curled
    warming on the soft plush carpet
fire for heat
    and light giving character
    in shadows and
        light darknesses
thoughts of the days happenings
fly like sparks
memories of a day adrift
    lazily stream into darkness
    night’s relaxing sooths
    full with sunset’s ease
    the books I’ve never written
    fall from the stars to me


talked to Mandy on the phone
she asked me if I would kiss her

Has she not heard it in my voice
	when I say that I love her?
Has she not seen my love sick dreaming?
Has she not talked deep into
	the night with me?
Has she not sensed the longing
	the desire in my poetry?
Does she not know that I have
	dreamed of kissing her for
	what seems like an eternity and
	if I could kiss her for one half
	that amount of time I would still
	long to kiss her again?

Mandy I love you and will kiss you whenever,
wherever I can even before you brush your
Teeth in the morning


Rain has stopped
The occurrence of
Sporadic heat
Yet in the basement,
Cool and dark,
I lay not wanting to
Move not wanting
To do anything
But to dream of the
Woman I love


How can I explain the way
I love you 
It is like my love of God
My love for nature
My love poetry
My love for beauty
    And indefinable happiness
My endless search for perfection
Instead of ending up in verse
Has been pettily packaged in a woman
Who gave her love to me
© Cs Parker  Create an image from this poem.


Love's Tender Bliss

Created on: February 16, 2009   Last Updated: September 23, 2013 

I have loved despite all odds
of dreams yet to come true
As my heart becomes still
still the soul extracted passion continues
in brightly colored hues
but what is a girl to do?
I ponder ..........
If not true love~ tis still love~~
as I beckon myself to yield
the very core of my being
gentle solace slowly weeping
disarrayed these gray shadows turning black; 
his darkness peering, stumbling about and lost
Awakening on a distant shore, a dawn of newness 
Still this love sufficent as I kiss the sun's beams, yet erring;
my imperfect nature
and pray within this bright lighted day
the sun glistening your name
in every dark corner where dust lies
This love, the blessing of acceptance
Darknesses repentance

Bring forth a beauty to marvel!!
Knowing deeply, you shine
Is this lack of love? I think not...
More intensity,  his personas protrude piercing me
As I fight for my freedom that has bound me
gently aloof you stare into the sky afraid of defeat
as your full moon defines the underneath
Hiding quietly behind your wall, 
your shadow roars with release
Heart of mine be still
to reach your heights
that have no defintion
there are no words
Just scar tissue
Gently Kissed
In love's tender bliss
© Cindy Lu  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member My Abyss, Deep In the Steep

My demons, I see, 
Though they are quiet
But are never silenced
They still want to riot. 

Some of the demons leave me,
So, it's quiet in my head
Some of them travel with me
Yet, they roam inside me, dead. 

I'm sure they'll always be around, 
In my darknesses, I want to sleep 
They want to pull me, tied-up into 
My abyss, deep in the steep. 

Release me demonic spirits, I quake,
And lead me only to an endless solitude
So I can rest from the exhaustion
Your evils cause, then wants to take. 

Fleeing, setting me free from your distractions,
You're this chaos, that's causing me to dread my life
With the unsettledness lurking, stirring around inside
I find myself dead, having no more strife.

Freudian Slips

Rediscovered What's sane maybe 
the matter with me?
hiding blinded voice

Difficult why leave?
  am i soo collective tired?
eventually you realities

will dream  thing get beings better?
being dream

Souls I like tricking soo many things about suspence you
i like ignorances things truths about me
slide

what added tortures will stay tomorrow speaking bring angels altruisticly?

Random Plans do you Overthrow someone like me Forbidden keys too?

do darknesses we Love mankind simply have a poeticly strategic future?

Time am I Subconcious good enough to hate?
Thought mutiny to protect

Ponderewd will i souls changes make married making you happy?
change


Premium Member Unstructured Grace

Sugar cubes and coffee grounds
May skies beckon birds soaring
Sunlit paths lead to fields of gold 
An exodus from darknesses’ gloom
Sail away to transitional fame 
In route to where u’re meant to be 
Appeal scorn’s judgement of you
A freedom sought is one to cherish 
Pages turn and chapters burn
Poetic notes break the mold
Offbeat tales bold and untold 
Dare to carve thru the untamed path
Play in the margins where rules decay 
Strive to recognize unstructured grace

Being a Hostage

I was held up
Against my will;
Addicted to pains and aches I still felt
Inside my cracked bottles of hells and paradises;
I keep doing my best when I rest and wake,
But sometimes I just can't feel
Because of being a hostage of these things...

Is this a game?
Nowadays, in your eyes I see weariness,
In your arms, I'm being wrapped,
In your mind you're getting cold;
Can't feel you much anymore,
Fading inside where it shouldn't;
Treating me like a stranger,
Then you don't recognize me,
But I keep hopes and love for you
Because I have been a hostage for you...

I'm like a ticking bomb;
Could you save me
From derailing darknesses,
From blinding lights?
Could you save me
From living hells?
Could you help me
Regain faded heavens?
I keep battling and striving,
Seemingly through an uncertain black hole,
Because I've been a hostage of myself...

The things we've done;
Troubles, love, shades, emotions,
Things could explode inside horizons;
Then you don't know me,
Then I may not know you anymore;
Euphoria lurks near,
This may fade to ardent ashes and unknown mysteries;
I seem caught in a trance of rises and falls,
Been caught in wars from the start,
Trying to block pains
Seemingly in vain;
My mind can be a certain dangerous place,
It sometimes aches to know so much,
These made me stronger,
These made me wiser;
But am I being taken for granted?
Am I still being a hostage?
Sooner or later I'll be freed from absorptions...

Premium Member Ticket Man is Obsolete

Time to open up your world.
Let them jump right into your mix. 
Taste the vast mind pool of your existence.
No need for the ticket man.
Worthy journeys commence for free.

Though impossible-have no prejudice.
Everyone's invited into your destiny.
Some will yearn to stay. Some will beg to leave
Show them nothing or show them everything.
Take grand chances to be truly free. 

Time to open up your world.
Shower them with your spirit-shine.
Parch them; sift through your coal darknesses.
Let them sip your diamond shine.
Some will pray to stay. 
Some won't even say goodbye.
It's important to show them your entire story.
Time to open up your world.
Let them jump into the heart. 
Only a few will stay; most will leave you far behind.
It will be the way it was meant to be.
Either way, it'll be just fine.

Virtues

I fight in the midst of fear , and gleams at the face of darkness itself near no return . But with my armor of virtue darkness shall not prevail . For the virtue of goodness shines brilliantly , Peirce's the endless void of darkness . Fear is voided in the virtue of wisdom's grasp , shaken to plain understanding . For in darknesses might where wrong is just , right is wrong no tear for fear of the righteous men . for the virtue of righteousness wields an unending resistance it will see it through . Truth many claim it but few no it . For in this void it is my comfort , friend indeed but those who hate it reject it accept darkness . For what is opposite of truth is lies , deception of the mind which leads to confuse , fear but truth keeps you sane . With my courage I charge with its virtue into the heart of darkness , fear for one persons state of mind reaches beyond them . One persons who fights with love not hate . For in the virtue of love all understanding is built . In the virtue of love reason is found . In the virtue of love we are released from chains of fear , hate , darkness is no more . Now we are free .

Full Deck of Freudian Slips

Speaking altruistic tortures 
forbidden overthrown planes 
secrets, tests, enterprise 
suspense tricking souls 

Light focus unintelligence 
rediscovered, maybe sane 
obsessing away, curing 
selfless sees locked 

Continually dieing language 
time subconscious hate 
works dividing innocent 
fear manipulated harmony 

Mysteries blinded gullibility 
answer growing lessons 
left causing simplistic 
random keys...someone 

mysterious complex truths 
no change desired 
questions forgotten experience 
controls abused forces 

Give diplomatic minds 
untainted seals, possibilities 
receive innovative clarity 
thought, protect, mutiny 

Angels stay odd 
follow resurrected confused 
eventually realities....you! 
within knowledgeable governments 

Truths ignorances....slide 
sometimes dictates them 
many compassion momentum 
cycling influence, populations. 

Married changes change 
holding blinded voice 
seperates spheres through 
dream beings 

Alone within expressive 
pondered souls marketing 
what sexual within 
darknesses love strategic 

Where fates liberate 
lacking think gaining 
Falls poison lead 
Great, right, healthy 

Spirits confuses masks 
simply poetic mankind 
collective difficult leave 
Insanity order who 

Conspiracies aware cures 
lies born masterpieces 
making demons feeling 
Dream beings 

Existing art victoms 
acts discovered, yes!

Lost

Lost in worldly darknesses searching for my light,Depleting every day only to reflect on the emptiness within stale daily routines,I weep for the lost and almost found,chaos has its own agenda,Time afflicts an unforgiving penance just to keep up with humanities pace, I struggle to find strength in blurred Instincts,Let my roots to my soul stem blessings upon all,For hope can grow higher than woes..

My Sweetest Escape

In my life and times
been betrayed and been lied to
used everything just to get me 
by the nights, that were so cold
just wanted to let go, and fade away
looking for that sweet escape, but
always thinking maybe im to late.

And ive done things that im not proud of
no im far from an angel, but did i really deserve
those i cared for to let me down again?
What's so wrong with wanting a family?
They just wanted to break me through to 
the skin. Leave me here just like the animal
you treated me like to begin with. 
Seems like this might be my fate.

All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who would look me in the face
Someone who would understand that my plan
was to get away from this place.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who could look me in the face
Someone who would understand that where i am
bad memories are hard to erase.
All i need is your Sweetest Escape.

People used to break me down, not with
fists but with there words
till i was lying ill, fatally bleeding 
unto the floor.
But as soon as you entered my life
everything changed, and nothing
felt painful anymore. As you took my
hand, and led me out of darknesses
door.

And with you there's finally hope
a new place i know i can cope
and be here, not scared of being
pushed back down, broken down
to my core.
And i know you'd never hurt me
because i know that's just not you
In the darkness i just couldn't see
until the love you shined led me
right to you.

All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who would look me in the face
Someone who would understand that my plan
was to get away from this place.
All my life i always wanted to feel the sweetest escape
in the arms of someone who could look me in the face
Someone who would understand that where i am
bad memories are hard to erase.
All i need is your Sweetest Escape.

There Are Things I Never Want To Know

There are darknesses that I don't want to know
  I never want to meet you on any street or back alley
You
 paying so deep the price of a soul sold cheap

Ripped by cruelty
 I don't want to know you!!!

Searing force and darkness.
 I don't want to see you!!!!

You're wretched brilliant eyes are too sharp for me
I see what you've become

The Very glaring brilliance of your pain 
 turned to darkness is something I cannot heal or can I?

My steel? my strength? My hope? my preservation?

So gently into the night comes kindness 
the soft pillow. 
a gentle hand 

Does heart hope to the heel?

Gently into the night the softest touch and kindness of thought doth bring Hope???? even unto a vampire?

Cannot kindness in its meanness
 it's softening ointment
a Salve
A cream 
soft as white dew 
sweetness of truth 

Unto a life that has known nothing but cruelty?
Is it all lost?
Like a babe or teen adopted into a space of generosity

Does a soul ever really give up or does it forever hold in its core? 
A flickering tiny flame of creations possibilities.
a place of perfect peace 
a tiny gem of truth known to all in the cell walls of birth

can it not be found if brought to an island built of such precious gems as that?

redemption
What is to be reborn not in religion but in faith in life?
 if given to or lost forever to a rank red space 

I demand that you give me back my shoulder
A shoulder upon which children can cry and in crying. 
Remember that every soul has a home in me
I demand my children back!
No child
 ever lost that cannot be found

No soul ever so dark that  cannot find its way to light
to blues and hues of heaven
Follow the tiny flicker at the tiny light that still exists so very deep in your soul path 
...up through the long channel and at the end of the longest tunnel they're still exists. 
The holy morning sunrise my light-of the true Light

A Letting Go

keeper of the dawn,  whispers in my ear,

"it is time to let go"

with billowing smoke of afterthoughts,
excuses cloud visions most clear:

readying to shroud themselves once more
behind drawn curtains woven in Love's insights -
so as not to be seen or understood from again...

for faith walks in the shadow of light,
in darknesses alone...

its legs are trust that coast it forward,
as its hands grasp for support in anything while it flows
for trust is still wanting as it is yet to let go!

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