Love Dark Poems - Poems about Love Dark

She laughs like an unfinished song— all melody, no return. Wears lipstick like armor and kindness like a borrowed coat two sizes too large. She collects cracked mirrors not to look at herself— but to see how many versions can survive the breaking. She tells me she’s fine with eyes that scream in Morse code. Once, I caught her staring at a calendar that never turned. She whispered, “I think...

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Loyal, docile, obedient dog Why did you leave me all alone? Now I'm a sheep with red wool, And maybe it's your fault. Fumbling sheep calls your name in the dark, Not the one beside you. Only the sheep with red wool Wants to be there with you. ...

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Love lost, by lies and broken promises. Lost by the one who promised forever, then became lost. Lost by evil and forces of dark. Lost by greed and other forces that mark. Love is always the path to light and love. Sadly, some cannot find their way to true love and get lost. ...

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It is the world of Shiva and Shaitan It is the world of Krishna and Kant Devi on Nandi holding Demon and Son Devotees, Deities, Ash, Claps and Fun Fragile girl carrying child in her arm's Not mother but a sister’s virgin palms To Die for him but not a bruise to touch Just Bottom pinching nothing too much Anguish in her arms...

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By noon, the halls throb with static, a low thrum like teeth grinding in sleep. The school, half-submerged in memory, holds its breath. Beneath a cracked skylight, a locker peels open by itself, slow as a yawn. Inside: a paper crown, soaked in ink, and a polaroid of a girl with mirrors for eyes. In the...

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A cello moans through cedar fog, low notes trembling between her teeth. Amber bowstrings tighten, vibrating against ribs— wood groans beneath the weight of sound. Resin clings to fingertips, drawn taut over hollow curves. Each bow stroke sharpens the air, Splitting migraines into cascading cacophony The final note— held breath, a whispering overtone, unraveled into stillness....

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Jenny leaned against the counter, counting the stitches where Ariana’s arm had been severed, each segment arranged in clinical precision beneath the glass. The overhead lights hummed, sterile and white, reflecting off the muscle striations, the fine marbling of fat. The attendant, masked and impassive, weighed the cost. A rib’s soft curve. A shoulder blade,...

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I am in the cold, you looked me out here. frostbite hits me, the cold air punishes me. why did i talk, why did i try to make things better. when i never can. it is my mouth that gets me in to trouble....

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Perhaps I’ll tear my eyes away Let my crimson spill and stray Sew my wounds with piercing thread If you’d love me though I bled Death does not seem so grim Nor does the noose’s cold, tight hymn Summon Venus, my muse Let her claim what I shall lose Caress my flesh till breath runs dry Let crimson drip as fingers tie Stab me with...

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I sold my soul, no soulmate remains, Just ashes and echoes of celestial chains. I slipped through the cracks of the devil’s gate, Now I’m the storm you’ll learn to hate. Bad ideas bloom like roses with thorns, I’ll rewrite the cosmos, watch it burn and transform. Oh oh oh, the devil’s gone missing? Oh oh oh, the demons are hissing. Oh oh...

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"We are Paris" You were the shooting star filling my sky I stumbled upon you, making sparks fly You blew me a flaming passionate kiss Each breath you took I sukked your bliss Coursing my veins was the numbing sorrow You promised I would live in every tomorrow Deeply guarded walls falling down in rubble Strangling the beast & silencing our struggle Venus would...

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Me dear, I think I've lost the will to live Each day is so much harder than before And though I try, I've nothing left to give I'm so far out, I cannot see the shore This senseless suffering has to find an end What use is dawn to eyes blind to its light? What use is there for mask of...

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MONKEYS PLAY BY SIZES: Listen...You for shine your eyes... Yeah...this is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES. VERSE 1: Enough be enough... Why you dey kill am with stress. You dey abuse am rough rough. And you won make he relax... You won make he dey quiet as the situation dey grow tough? Madam, he no fi continue with these works. He dey go...

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It's time to embark, Upon the journey of a spark. Created from the dark, Energies of souls arc. Here to make a mark, Creations counterpart, Connecting light and dark. ...

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As he brings a black African dove, She brings a black African rose, Blinds and deafs are singing love. Dumb is dancing rumba, Simba is playing samba. ...

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