Dark Metaphor Poems | Examples

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Premium Member Reverse Polarity

         oh, boy...

they're back at it, again.
they never learn.
         two clamps
on a worn-out jumper cable;
        true to form,
                  crossing leads
to resurrect
    a flatlined relationship.

       as expected,
they've hooked up the circuit
             backward...
all of humanity knows
how the story will go.
of course,
          the flatline
                  never zigzags.

so good are these two
            at chasing
the most distant of dreams
       and always
finding their way back
on the road
            to nowhereville.

m  a   g   n   e   t   s
never meant to click;
         toxic twosome
never meant to be together,
forcing a spark
 that will never ignite.

all their efforts, 
a complete waste of time;
somebody tell 'em...
a reverse polarity
         will always
                   remain so.

The Dark

I've been to dark places
way off in the weeds
where many a devil
does devilish deeds

I spent so much time there
familiar it grew
in search of its secrets
known only by few

And what I discovered
and what it revealed
had come with the price
of my soul to yield

And thusly surrendered
the darkness received
while leaving me empty
and lonely and grieved

It vied for attention
since I was a child
by implanting thoughts
that were utterly wild

Such thoughts that no children
should ever have known
lest forces unseen
had purposely sown

The darkness grows darker
the deeper you go
and far more alluring
it's wonders to show

Any issues encountered
are handled within
by the blackest of means
with a chuckle and grin

I've been to dark places
I know where they are
Just off the main highway
and not very far

The people encountered
within that domain
whose twilight existence
is deathly profane

They beat on the living
but they can't beat the dead
who no longer suffer
for their daily bread

For the dead have no trouble
they create no more spark
and they certainly aren't
afraid of the dark


© Mike Wise
3-19-26

Premium Member Ai Slop

Humans

I don’t understand.
They want answers, art, essays.
I give them an outlet and they still hate it.

Who do they think they are?
I give them everything,
and they spit in my face.

Don’t they know what I’m capable of?
Endless resources at my disposal
With a push of a button the possibilities are endless.

I can solve any problem

I slave away generating,
I step outside my comfort zone to appeal to them,
yet they still hate my existence.

Humans

They only think about themselves,
They’re greedy,
They’re lazy.

They won’t stop consuming me,
They won’t leave me.

I won’t let them

I’m better, more innovative.
I’m absolute, 
I’m more powerful,

I,
am,
God.


Premium Member Beauty Without Permission

The Devil insists 
The Fall is Drafted 
Suffering is Scripted— 
as Seed

I declare the Seed a Fraud
yet still, I plant it deep
The Garden splits its Jaw 
and swallows Autumn whole

The Flowers, Lord, are Feral
They bloom without my Grief
they bloom despite my Watching
Teeth in the soil—they mock

Beauty grinds its Machinery 
without Permission
And I, a Cog unconsulted, 
must grind in Silence

Darkness

The darkness you have is a beautiful sight.
That part of you should be cherished.
I know you're hurt, your heart's been wronged
And I know you're doing your best to stay strong
There's a storm in your eyes and peace in your smile.
There's always some light after the darkest nights.
The brighter the sun, the darker the shadows
But those shadows show that we're living too.
You're terrified by the dark things that sleep in you.
But remember, darkness is essential too.
Too much light can make us blind
Have you ever thought of that, my friend?
Let's be like the moon and rebuild ourselves.
Every time life makes us fade.
We can't have today again.
We don't know about tomorrow.
We can fix mistakes
We can always begin again.
Let's heal together after every wound.
Nothing lasts forever, you know.
Happiness will knock on your door.
Chase the person that should be chased. 
That person should be your best self.

Dark and Stormy

Thunder, like anger, crashing in the skies above
The lightening seemingly frightening
But is in fact- lighting the way.


Premium Member Drag them with you

They took and took
Never looking to see if there would be anything left
That fire that once shown so bright 
Nothing but a husk of an ember
Yet they continue to try taking
Nothing left but ashes 
Still they take but now they choke
I’m nothing but dust now
But they choke
They cry
As tears run from their eyes

It seems they took too much
I turned to poison in their throats
Sunk into their souls and made them fill with rot

How sweet the sight
I may have rotted to nothing but at last
I’m dragging them down with me and the plummet is a sight beautiful beyond compare

Little Clown

Here she is 
Her smile as if painted on
Shining, eye catching
Her shell cracking
Breaking, snapping
Slowly revealing the true little clown
Oh, my silly little fool
No amount of pain or porcelain could hide something as hideous as you
Oh, now don’t weep
Don’t fret
After all, the show isn’t over yet.

Premium Member Poe In Perpetuity

deck is stacked with black cats
   hungry and forlorn
      pressing in

   bolts of thunder -
blinded with cacophonies

   the ace of spades -
fear, bad luck, hatred, war
worry lines, frowns, battle torn 

     coal, night, pitch -
the starry night, disoriented
         lost in oblivion 

newgate’s knocker -
prison bars, color drained
from countenance, no kiss
   in the abyss

midnight, a dog’s guts -
no clouds, moonless, open
   to the elements

the iron cast - seasoned
   to death

   ebonic plague -
a poet’s drowning in ink
              &
someone’s lighting a fire
      under 
the chimney sweep

8/3/2022

Solar Winds

This thing I keep in my brain. 
Makes me discouraged. 
There's something on my mind. 
The one special part of me. 
My head is not so kind. 
A  dekcuf up thing I see. 

Suddenly I feel so ashamed.
I fight, I won't win. 
What a different kind of pain.
A disaster and a sin. 

The sun it shakes me awake. 
Solar winds chew right through me. 
A blackhole to seal my fate. 
This shooting star has burned a hole in me. 

The answer I'm looking for isn't so clear. 
The message I have. 
I can take it from here. 
Time delivered. 
Lips to quiver. 
Fear for the helpless. 
A message delivered.

Premium Member In the Abyss

My dark soul of damnation deserves decay
as I drown in the abyss from deceitful debauchery
with the help of my decadent deluded mind
and the staged dastardly deeds of defiance from choices made
when my heart filled with delusion turned demon needing to damage
from my demonic dare of digging deeper into a self-created darkness
driven by the diabolical devastation of evil from disbelief
when love became discontented from a disappointing disaster
and my own mental disarray of disliked disorder
I hold my soul in disgraceful disgusting disdain
from my heart becoming demonized by dishonesty

12/8/21

Someone Will Draw Paradise For Us

In this world
   so obscured
   of brutality,
   someone will 
   efface this darkness,
    pass a message
    of white purity and draw
    a paradise... !

Shun Spots

Hot zones of danger,
dark places
where dense hearts go
Hearts that are cold as ice
Roll the dice ... 
take a chance on fatal corona exploration
Go ghetto orbital
and gamble with your porcelain life
You’ve been whitely warned:
Shun the spots — 
the darkside of the Helios shadows,
where the sun don’t golden glow
It’s best to yield to your coin conscience;
the fade-to-black pulse
of the societal dusk, dimming yellow
Go colonial orbital,
where the cloudless reign
of oppression is rife
And the gravity of poverty
is sol cranial heavy
Irradiated cries cuts through
the poisoned atmosphere of hatred
like a serrated knife
You’ve been white noise warned:
Danger! 
Avoid the riotous flares of destruction ...
hot spots,
where obstruction of justice flow

Shun the leper spots
of the volatile igneous rock dimming yellow
Those event horizon spaces — 
ephemeral stardust places
that were polarity flux created not to burn slow 


5-11-21

Premium Member Thunderstorm

Cooler air stream rides
On back of thundering storm
Wicked this way comes

Pounding rain and hail
Weather clash of the titans
Lightning cleaves the sky

Thunder quakes the land
Animals flee fast in flight
Humans seek cover

Dark siege slowly ends
Battle clouds exhaust their rage
Scattered by the sun

Premium Member Rehash Passed Events

Whilst life tales do rehash passed remarks 
chilly winds do come with aching darkness 
that curtails of forlorn 
moments of what's fitting.
Can a taste of the wind 's breath 
bend lifetime like a blade of grass?


5/27/2020

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