The sun affects so much of what we see
it pierces into these places so dark
without the sun, it remains hidden
it's been like that ever since the ark
These dark corners hidden away
we seem to miss that hidey-hole
except when that bright beam penetrates
it brings out what otherwise would have stole
Now your body also has dark places
that when the sun shines, it bright rays
it brings a rich glow upon your face
shows up God's hidden hand done with clay
The obvious darkness is in the night
out there, only the stars and the moon
brings light to the night out there
makes one wish for a bright high noon
There's an invisible darkness in our souls
which is worse than any other kind
for it will bring an eternal death
which only God's Son can everlastingly shine
Dark space, too cold.
Then a flicker, a heartbeat.
I listen, but hear nothing,
Only noise, never a voice.
I open a door—I cry.
I open another—it makes me shiver.
One more, and it gives me hope,
Only to be stolen by thunder.
I shout as loud as I can,
Yet I'm drowned beneath the noise.
Every echo wears my name,
It's hard to tell which one is real.
(Tribute to the original poem "Tomorrow's Light)
Waking in the smother cold
Breathing ashes of discarded souls
The chills of old withered hopes
Binding those into Hell's traps
Screams of begs and pleas fill the crimson meadows
Craters filled with poisonous promises
Light of grey and carmine paved the ruins
Scent of rust and debris cover all untouched
Branded by the Reaping ignorance
Watching in the crimson thrones
Sparring no favors but sounds of laughter
These eyes heavy of dirt and rumble
Needing to rest upon bloodied heavy doors
A rarity of true light's warm fills the cold vessel
A breath of blooming life blazing an ember
Reaching a wrinkled, broken hand of hope
Within the abyss of harden abandonment
A soften tear runs down one's defeated features
Wishing for the retuning light to ablaze again
you entered my life
when all seemed dark and blue
~ now the sun shines through
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
The lies that touched your lips-
mellifluous offerings of honey
that drew me in like a bee,
How could one’s poison
taste like something I wanted?
She wore the mask for so long,
That she forgot what it was hiding.
At first, it was a shield,
A way to protect herself from the world,
But over time,
The mask became her face.
The smile, the laugh,
The things she used to wear on the outside
Now lived on the inside.
But one day,
she looked in the mirror,
And she didn’t recognize herself.
she couldn’t remember
What her real face looked like,
What she used to sound like,
Before she became someone else’s idea of who she should be.
And she realized,
She'd been hiding for so long,
She forgot what she was hiding from.
Thickest mist will hide the way,
Gold has turned to leaden grey.
Forest paths begin to bend,
Seeking for a hidden end.
Voices whisper from the deep,
Promises they never keep.
Heart is heavy like a stone,
Walking in the dark alone.
Sesame Street has gone rogue.
Surly nasty nightmares stir into my darkness.
Sleep will not come easy.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Withered like an old book,
mishandled too many times.
She avoids herself,
like she does the nightmares he left with her.
Like the sun without her blaze.
Someone took the light from her
long before she knew it was gone.
Her anger, powerful like waves—
untamable and infinite.
She found bliss in the sound of thunder,
while others fear the storm.
Sadness seemingly aches around her feet,
and she hopelessly watches it cripple her entirely.
A flower, robbed of her innocence and delicacy.
Her emotions extinguished
by people who never fully understood.
She was no longer fueled by grace and tenderness,
but by the void,
in a sea of darkness and chaos.
To the world, she holds it all together:
composed and tranquil,
lost to herself and everyone surrounding.
She was invisible—
and she could no longer be found.
Dark Star
Dark this mind
Glittering dust
Shiny dark dust
Cloud Reflection
of the light past
Hmm. Heavy deep
life, future, present,
armed. Huge lifer
No war. Peace mind
Full of wars. Of life!
Hmm, hmm
Heavy breath
I am dust
Dust flies
Soul wind
Like the air
You
Star
Be
Life
Our
Dust
Out
Fly
Yeah
Yeah
Dark stars
In the sky
the machine of existence
drives forward
along the road to mystery
and into the unknown light.
Sometimes that once bright light-fades.
That’s when,
the road becomes dark
and the darkness feeds
and feeds,
to satisfy its hunger.
A hunger lurking in the dark.
But if,
the road leads to blue skies,
tranquillity in the golden rays
sunny days of no rain
we sit on golden sands
under palm trees
on a sunny beach,
looking out to waters
blue and deep.
We calmly breath in
and
breathe out
Should darkness stain the shields of my defense
where refuge sought holds little glare or shine,
depression takes its toll at great expense
that sadly taints this fragile soul of mine.
The fortress walls grow weak amidst the storm,
should darkness stain the shields of my defense.
The siege consumes me whole might I conform.
Such penalties fall savagely immense.
Surrender could abandon this suspense,
to open wide the gates that welcome woe.
Should darkness stains the shields of my defense,
so common are the scars I've come to know.
Armed only with the strength of battles lost,
survival rears its head as wars commence.
I choose to hold my throne at any cost,
should darkness stain the shields of my defense.
Utmost excitement
Couldn't erase my dark moments;
Gravity dragged me...
Soon you’ll know.
The truth will be laid bare.
Soon you’ll realise.
It’s worthless to worry, to feel or care.
Soon you’ll see.
The reality of the animal man.
Soon you’ll know.
What you’ve known many times before.
Soon you’ll see.
The sun and moon no more.
Soon you’ll feel.
Alien to human hands.
Soon you’ll be.
Dust upon the land.
newspaper business has brought us far
to these territories where desert rivers
descend from huge clouds cultivated
but we live on twisted lips to build
something for those coming in
oh you who love this place
by the tourist book is a man
who loves a woman by
a guidebook of sex positions now
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.