Darkness
Prevails as lights
go off, on a cold night
But for the ghostly gleaming glare -
Black cat
Copyright © 2026 by Crystal David John
Light the shadows dark;
Night beneath my needs;
Glowing loring solace radiance;
Right before my pleads;
Scared pitch-dark;
11/20/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
expecting my home to dislodge
and rainwater to pillow my window panes
for it rains and rains and rains
insane days upon days
the dark disguise breeds imagination
for it pours pours pours
as the magician’s apprentice
dreams more and more
2/10/2018
my green eyes open
pitch dark then the room lights up
a scintilla moon
KimRodrigues © 2017
Laying in my bed
There is nothing in my head
The night is growing mysterious
Time is going crawling by
I can see the pitch black sky
It’s silent every where
But I can feel the cool of the night air
I’m listening to the annoying tick tock sound of this wall clock
This still night made me realize, how lonesome we are
Just left in the lurch…In the middle of the night
pitch dark small chamber
abnormal pulsating mass
loving human heart
blood regurgitating
heart grows weaker with each beat
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Pitch Dark Rain: Apocalyptic
vanished polar ice
oceans’ currents all askew. . . .
skylines blaze scarlet
comes a scathing wind
scorching land left not immersed. . . .
waters turn crimson
moans escape parched tongues
prayers ascend to ashen skies. . . .
pitch-dark rain pounds down
For Royal Ninja's Crimson Poetry Contest
My lady called my name
Deep in the pitch dark we played a game
Tis the wonderful game of chess
But in the dark it was more of a mess
Two souls exhaled unabatedly in the dark
Their mission - one could be sure, was no lark
My entire being lurked excitingly in her garden
My thoughts - from whence camest this wonderful maiden
A degree of intense pleasure - simply unimaginable
The excitement that engulfed us - certainly indescribable
Our souls into one whole merged
Our goal, finally we have achieved
Now the night has grown much older
We lay in the pitch dark much sober
Reminiscing the immediate past encounter
Oh my gosh, lets not forget our maker
He set up this beautiful union
Indeed we shall continue to accept his communion
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