In The Dark Poems - Poems about In The Dark

My morning coffee is a stimulant, it motivates my regularity in an instant. And some mornings if my feet I dare to drag my underwear substitutes for a doggie bag. ...

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Hand gets dealt, do I already fold? Playing this game had gotten old Wanting someone to hold Trying to turn ashes to gold No strength left to fight it Pieces too broken, can't make them fit Too much pain to ever forget Wait for the next hit. Into the darkness I go No light left, but still see a shadow Into the darkness I follow No...

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I wake to the desert, talking to the wind; its voice is dry and muffled. Sand cuts my skin as I walk; nowhere feels like a place I belong to. The seeming figs glow like a distant fire. My feet are melting with every step I take. I lose my balance when I stride; I am surprised as the light darkens me. Flames...

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Once upon a woeful early December night nigh, Who am I, in this fateful time of scry’s reprise? Over many a quaint reminisce of my ghostly past, Suddenly, feel eyes piercing again, with no end. I looked around, to no avail; my time has end. I turned and saw darkness cast. As I went out in the dreary night, I...

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In this abyss, where senses fade, A labyrinth of fears, eyes stick to spade A choice self-made, a soul betrayed, In pale moonlight, a tearful price is paid Man without a shrine, longing for time, A barren altar, with no falter, heart in chains, Death’s embrace, leaves no trace, Echoes remain, whispering in pain. Silence. No more pain. In bleakest dreams, her face indiscernibly...

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FOUR YEARS, STILL STANDING Four years bleeding, four years bruised, Four years fighting, four years used. Carried the weight till my back near broke, Choked on silence, swallowed the smoke. Four years of bills and sleepless nights, Four years swinging at shadows and lies. Loved and lost, trust turned thin, Hiding the chaos I’m drowning in. Four years scraping, hand to mouth, Hope ran dry,...

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The demons always come at night but oft, they dwell, until the dawn or stay the day without invite; “till one of us first moves the pawn....

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Light seems brightest when seen in the darkest dark. Yet darkness can be all but eliminated by the brightness of light. When in a balanced contrast, each is often seen clearer. Although their differences when compared are quite stark, Both darkness and light have the potential to provide great insight. Each has qualities that can make things seem dearer. Once while...

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Truth be told, or is it so, Is strength bronze or tin? Forever mystery lies so, In this transcended kin. Beneath the rust, a fragile heart, Iron weeps, its strength apart. A veil of secrets, shadows loom, Where truth’s enigma finds its tomb. In fragile echoes, whispers call, Uncertainty befalls, thoughts of chanciness. As ready minds begin to fall, A second thought of unsureness. Though some say...

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Echoes of the holy grace, for this place, Endless woe of devolution, Forever entice, your grace, The moon is your solution. Confined in this space, of endless grace, Under the moonlight, it is illusion, Illusion of woe, forever retrace, It is all persuasion, or is it union? Shadows creep, where darkness breeds, A symphony of sorrows, never-ending, Lost souls wander, planting crushed seeds, A tale,...

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pink violet sky scared hearts and horses thunder and run Over the hills chasing falling stars twisted and spun Blacker than midnight porch light on returning to what I have done...

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Is God sorry about free will & why give birth to demons like Henry Lee Lucas and Ted Bundy, and the child abusers I don't see the sense, stranger, playground and my mother's fists.... the tangle strangulation The rope gets in a twist of an ankle graying blistering My demons hesitating but escapes my drinking, and I come out the least of so called understanding of holy great wisdom. I don't...

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Snip and let my head roll trim with rusty rose clippers, disassociate wandering eyes filling a glass up with teary lust. Swallows the mark of the beast tremble with interrupted sleep for every demon of each day I anticipate devouring you. Putty hardens in gentle hands fingers the blood and skin, red puddles soil the lands, lust grows more buoyant than grass. Cracks in a discarded mirror gateways...

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The spirit of Dream Megala man Scratching that itch Not that of a lower level man Can wipe out a universe In the moment The moment of a twitch Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li The healthy of lean Le fat the tip of hooray Falling sideways What is the writing drug Why do poppies eat promise Trying to keep up Even...

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The sun shone in bewilderment, Scornfully it scorch, As Rose plead her fifth amendment, Her good nature made a strife, Lea smirk in disdain , Saith her world has ended. Twice fairer than Lea, In Lea heart lies deceit, She whispers in Rose ear, Come and sit, where Serpent hisses, I will smother thee with kisses, Honey lies secrets not known, In Lea lives the honey. Thrice shy,...

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