Best Gloom Poems

In vertigo of night, in their riddled trance 
Boldness of petals melt on washed-out shades,
As faces etch a quiet gloom in varied hues
Capturing splashed oil, neutral and bright
While I gaze longingly at a portrait…
Man and wife , as if  holding a child almost
Unseen …hidden...

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Yellow petals shroud the glens in buttery bloom,

                                 concealing from the sun a...

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As I assemble and ponder my life,
My childhood and family strife,
The hurt and separation from my future ex-wife.

The sadness and pain without my child,
Continuous battle to gain access not mild.

Difficulties of my own family surfaces,
The loss of loved ones seems merciless,
Friends impending fateful illnesses.

Daily work...

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Priests of Doom and Gloom:
Fear, the seat of their feigned
power. We, meaning them, know
best: follow us and be saved
or risk eternal pain and suffering~
being forever graved! Yet some, as
I, choose the worship of one word,
Love! Avoiding Dogmatic Mercenaries,
Faux stand-ins, for the one, true,
God, all merciful,...

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Shores of doom 
Needn’t engulf the space in your mind
Where without your will gloom
Can’t inhabit until faithless fleas and spiritual sleaze find

Room and space to waylay and slay without delay
The faith you profess to possess
In a spray without a ray stray
Strung and hung when you...

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 A jasmine shrub, shivering on a December night in gloom
    of white petals with watery pearls, nervously awaits the bumblebee.
 'Hush' it whispers breathing till last drop, the fragrant bloom
    then leaves for the moon, the wilting shrub...

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In the depths of shadowed realms they dwell,  
Two minds ensnared by illusion’s spell.
Both tread the same path, their goal in sight,  
Wounded yet resolute, they journey through the night.

In despair, they find solace in each other’s embrace,  
But will life grant...

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Set to weave on an age-old loom
Living within an empty room
Through night and day in same costume
Like a Shallot Lady in gloom.
She looks into a mirror left
As shadows come, and shadows flight
Run her shuttle as they alight
Leaving the loom, creeping in fright
Reveals the entire slender...

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Just to provoke a little smile



The sun went into hiding
In the last month of spring
Had given much of its sun rays
Through the month of May.
Had heard so much complaint
And wondered why go through so much pain?

“Can't they see how pretty the flowers bloom
Just because I...

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This is like a red moon.
This is like a total eclipse.
The sun becomes black.
SIX MONTHS OF DARKNESS
The gloom occurred during noon unexpectedly.
The media states the world is in Armageddon.
This has been formed from the unknown God.

The world becomes tense.
A universe is in darkness.
It does not...

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- Echo in Gloom-
Lost in the dark bordello of doom
Only a plop echoed in gloom
Cathedral of crystal
A cave become tomb
The bats and the owls 
Hold the keys to these rooms

As saline tears keep falling drop for drop
Silently forming crystal chandeliers
A quarter of an inch
Over millions...

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weeps the sliced moon...

her cold gloom, like

pale tomb of ash



Trinity Contest of DebbieGuzzi
by nette onclaud...

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Boiling shells crack down hard upon raining rooftops
None doth any apparitional material cover upon her arrogant gift
She hast not laid down upon her last upstanding
Glass convails images of the inconceivable 
Throwing away the Sun in blackened sickness 
No guilt, no shame, 
Unfeeling the inevitable eternal...

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Tell me, now tell me
How the craggy mountains I'll ascend
Weren't you the vitality that made me be?
But 'am now lonely in dingy ditch, can't transcend

Gloom gain my fine world of love
When up the sky t'used to stand bright stars
But where in this darkness the bright...

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The witch awaits her chance to ride her broom
On Hallow’s Eve she does so love to zoom
Dressed in her black cape and stunning costume 
Her cat on the back they fly o’er the moon.

Witch prepares her brew for folk to consume
Made from dead rats, bats...

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