Short Very Dark Poems
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Whenever I'm feeling depressed
in my world so very dark,
I think about the holocaust victims and survivors
and realize that my life is a walk in the park.
we to a pictures show
and the wind had to blow
we rode a round
in this town
trying a lot
it was hot
and was very dark
it was hard to fine a place to
PARK
Form:
be it started
becomes very dark
up high in the sky
drops pass by
your eye glass
stain
you run for cover
mabe with our lover
its a pain
CLOUDS AND THE RAIN
Bluster is planning with his pal Dilly Dally
To take us all down a very dark alley
Funniest Rhyming Couplet Ever Contest
L Milton Hankins
Original Poem Howdy Doody Conversation
11/28/21
In
Deep thought
Man may lost
His own light sight
Some of his deep thoughts
Very dark day and night
So furious sad thinking
Yet in there are dark and light gems
Like green emerald and black agate
Pure diamonds red ruby tiger eyes
She slowly fades into the very dark,
Where art thy shades, earth's gentle spark?
Beneath the clouds hid thee thou
And thy rays bound in upper caves
Come forth with haste and thy feeble flee
For your lights are pleasing to dwell with.
Nights when there is nobody
And darkness drops in sultry
Nights when the sky is moody
And the stars sparkle nothing
When the moon is very dark
Glowing from its cold back
Shining on black tree barks
When boredom comes and hijack
The hopes of fun and make nights slack
A simple rhyme for a very dark time
The road back, sure, an arduous climb
Tentative steps, cautious probes
Sporting still protective wardrobes
Yet before long, like forests scorched
Creature habitats by fire torched
Soon enough we'll be scampering gaily
Reveling in routines familiar daily
She watches me with those purposeful eyes
Staring straight into eyes bright
Love is her pure delight
Her laugh will light up a very dark room
Sending chills of joy through me
A loving escapade
We hold hands, a tenderness between us
She signals her approval
By a grandiose smile
Russell Sivey
I had a big cloud
in my sky
a very dark cloud
blocking my sight
I couldn't see the sun
I couldn't see the light
I couldn't see the path
for my life...
I had a big cloud
but then it rained
and the water washed
the darkness away
down went the black
down went the pain
back came my sun
on your face.
Jessica
The internet is humanity’s greatest invention
It connects us all and keeps our attention
It has so much to offer, too many things to list
It is truly, an extraordinary gift
While the internet is not always the greatest
And there are some very dark places
I think that the good outweighs the bad
And for that, I am glad
My heart has its own rhythm it has its own beat it plays a song i love to keep i sing it loud from deep within and sometimes see it caving in but what people don't see is how beautiful my song plays it releases my soul from a very dark place my song is never heard and never played it just hums through my mind like a wonderful day
Form:
J-oyful heart beats in harmony,
E-ven though it feels the pain;
M-inding not the saddest agony,
E-very dark cloud and rain.
L-onely tears turn into glee,
I-nclement clime doesn't remain;
T-he happy days always start,
A-s you possess a joyful heart.
Topic: Birthday of Jemelita Ballesteros(March 28)
Form: Acrostic Ottava Rima
One might take away
The stars from the
Night, leaving a
Very dark and empty
Sky
One might try to take
The sun away, causing
It's radiant light to fade
And die
One might be able to
Take the rain away,
So that our tears
We can no longer hide
But one can never take
Your love dear Lord,
From its cherished place
Within my heart and mind
It's me, it's me!
I'm not what you say,
Can you not see?
I do not look that way!
No! Please don't go!
I swear I'll try harder!
Please, don't you know
that my thoughts will stray farther?
It's so very dark.
My stomach is churning.
I feel something... A spark?
I think that I'm learning!
This voice was my friend,
It must now meet it's end.
When you pay rent of hell a register appears in your house
A rent book and black pen
Your actions essence turned into knots that appear as black ropes
Your thoughts noted in a book and weighted on the scales of the register.
Very dark in your eyes with visions of hell.
To break these knots, you need golden points in heaven.
A demon following you.
Through the air, through the night,
Something was felt, felt with much might;
It could not be seen, it was very dark,
It caused no pain, it lit no spark;
Yet there was no doubt, there was something there,
A distinct mark was made, a mark most rare;
What left such a mark, no one knew for sure,
The evidence of the event, will allow it to endure.
05-10-05
Listen to poem:
Colour of the rose that I left with the note.
reddened eyes reading what I wrote.
Instructions for funeral readings I want spoke.
my motives and reasons I quote.
suicides my option the knife to my throat.
one single crimson drop lands on my coat.
nothing can stop me now, my depression had no antedote.
Very dark comp entry Its what came with Crimson 26072016
Angel
Angel feathers from the beautiful,
Arrived by mail today,
Reminds me of the power till,
My spirit goes away,
Thank you lady sweet of light,
A caring Goddess she,
Who lights my world,
Within her flight,
In astral comes to see,
And lifts the very dark of night,
So happy yes I be,
Not alone within her sight,
This beauty shines for me,
Delight-fully…
Don Johnson
The night was very dark,
the rough seas gave out a bark.
Would our small boat the Ark,
make it in these tall waves or stay in park?
Then we spotted the light,
it was small and not bright.
Just a blink of white,
then out of site.
We finally got docked,
were told the lighthouse could not be unlocked.
It was haunted many would say,
we know the truth about that day.
.
Twisted
In mine
My words
her's
Not I
i'm like
half and half
all in
her chocolate
her very dark
chocolate
It's fine
i'll do
all the eat'n
she can
(burp)
read this
verse
“Dad can we go to the park ?”
“Not now son it’s very dark”
“But I can’t get to sleep. I’m not very tired"
"Son you’re excited and very live wired"
"But Dad I could run and then I would sleep"
"I think that the running ‘til tomorrow will keep"
"OK Dad, will you read from my book"
"Yes son which one lets have a look"
Pages were turned and stories told
The Dad and the Boy. It never grows old
Kids are ready
With costumes on
It's very dark already
And the night is drawn
Dreams of candies
In their heads dance
Grabbing their bags
They take a chance
Spooks are about
Witches fly by
Without any doubt
The ghosts are out!
Spooky things tonight
This is Halloween night!
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2005
October,27,2014
The toppled gravestones,
I still count the heads.
I will go with your swan song,
the bond erupts.
You were always sitting under the
bougainvillea, waiting for the swallow.
The next door summer arrives;
Why did you say, it was biting cold ?
The door shuts on the moon.
It was obviously very dark,
and I was searching the space
between ’yes’ and ‘no’.
Satish Verma
It’s an interesting thing that little children do,
Catching fireflies in a jar not thinking it through.
They cover the jar and tighten the jar lid,
Placing it in the bookcase from mother it’s hid.
Tucked in their beds in a very dark room,
The tiny lights dancing as if to a tune.
Then slowly one by one the lights go out,
It wasn’t a good idea, of this I don’t doubt.
Author Eileen Clark 2022