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9/17/2006 8:16 PM (10 Comments)
- Markus
- 19, Florida, United States
Hear Ye, hear ye!
In this dark sanctuary I wish to ask from thee a most unique favor, a piece of thy poetry I wish to read, share it with I, share it with all of us, a part of thy dark beign , dear lords and ladies, if you please.
Cordially thine, from my void,
Lord Markus
In this dark sanctuary I wish to ask from thee a most unique favor, a piece of thy poetry I wish to read, share it with I, share it with all of us, a part of thy dark beign , dear lords and ladies, if you please.
Cordially thine, from my void,
Lord Markus
11/20/2006 11:59 PMRe: Dark Poetry
Veronique Be
19, Madrid, Spain
MY Blood Flow
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Stab the needles into my eyes so I can't see what's going on,
Numb me so I can't feel the pain. Slit my wrists so I can let my blood drip,
And let my worries flow carelessly away. And let my worries flow carelessly away.
Slash my throat so I choke on my own clotting blood.
Stab into my heart with a sharpened blade;
Try to mend my scarred life...Chop me into a thousand pieces, Hide me from this shit that causes this dreadful pain to happen,
And let the blood flow away. I die alone, strained of happiness and joy.
It is the only way to deal with my fierce insecurities.
I was rejected from the start,
So why care now? I drown in my own blood,
And no one rushes to my aid,
As my blood flows away.
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Stab the needles into my eyes so I can't see what's going on,
Numb me so I can't feel the pain. Slit my wrists so I can let my blood drip,
And let my worries flow carelessly away. And let my worries flow carelessly away.
Slash my throat so I choke on my own clotting blood.
Stab into my heart with a sharpened blade;
Try to mend my scarred life...Chop me into a thousand pieces, Hide me from this shit that causes this dreadful pain to happen,
And let the blood flow away. I die alone, strained of happiness and joy.
It is the only way to deal with my fierce insecurities.
I was rejected from the start,
So why care now? I drown in my own blood,
And no one rushes to my aid,
As my blood flows away.
12/29/2006 4:57 AMRe: Dark Poetry
3/22/2008 7:29 AMRe: Dark Poetry
clowned
108, India
The Feeling
as she lay alive on the bed of thorns
hoping atleast this would create pain in her
hoping that atleast after this her blood
will bleed out leaving her empty without any fliud.-1
rotten was her flesh long ago
she say she is fine , but it hurts
only when she knows she is alive
only when she breathes tring to live.-2
she hurts herself with a razor sharp blade
cuts through her skin hoping
all the blood will ozze out
all the life will get out.-3
all goes invain ,
the pin prick dosent pain
the knife dosent hurt
the skin dosent decay.-4
the knives refuse to cut through her skin
the blades refuse to peal it off bit by bit
the chisel refuses to even enter her body
the iron maiden now dosent affect her anymore.-5
all tried and tested method
the last option now left is for her
to feel the human emotion caled love
this feeling might help her rip herself apart.-6
just to get the feeliong of lifelessness
just to get the feeling of being dead
just to get the feeling of being a corpse
just to get the feeling of not being a human .-7
anu
..........solitude forever me forever you............
HAPPY HOLI to all of you
njoi this festival of colurs
thankyou
p.s iron maiden here is the device used to torture people
as she lay alive on the bed of thorns
hoping atleast this would create pain in her
hoping that atleast after this her blood
will bleed out leaving her empty without any fliud.-1
rotten was her flesh long ago
she say she is fine , but it hurts
only when she knows she is alive
only when she breathes tring to live.-2
she hurts herself with a razor sharp blade
cuts through her skin hoping
all the blood will ozze out
all the life will get out.-3
all goes invain ,
the pin prick dosent pain
the knife dosent hurt
the skin dosent decay.-4
the knives refuse to cut through her skin
the blades refuse to peal it off bit by bit
the chisel refuses to even enter her body
the iron maiden now dosent affect her anymore.-5
all tried and tested method
the last option now left is for her
to feel the human emotion caled love
this feeling might help her rip herself apart.-6
just to get the feeliong of lifelessness
just to get the feeling of being dead
just to get the feeling of being a corpse
just to get the feeling of not being a human .-7
anu
..........solitude forever me forever you............
HAPPY HOLI to all of you
njoi this festival of colurs
thankyou
p.s iron maiden here is the device used to torture people
4/29/2008 6:28 PMRe: Dark Poetry
Marie
41, Louisiana, United States
Enjoy my dark side...I do...
BLACK HOLE
Darkness, solitude, plight,
Death, drugs, and flight.
Man, objects, and greed--
These are all of its needs.
Women, children and blood
Are swept away in its flood.
Nothing can stop it;
Nothing can help it.
It must live,
So we must give.
SADNESS EVERYWHERE
There is no light; all is dark and bleak.
What is there to see with damaged eyes?
People fighting, mutilating, killing...
Poison in the air, in their hearts...
No one listens to the screams, the pleas...
The help comes too late.
The sadness oozes into the wound.
What are the hands of fate holding?
The blind see tormented shreds of humanity.
They are deprived of oxygen and faith.
A small glimmer of hope struggles to be free.
Is it enough?
The world is doomed to repeat the sadness.
And the righteous will keep hope chained if the sadness continues...
DARK AND EMPTY
The words cannot be formed;
My mouth is wide open but no sound is heard.
The ever ending darkness is deafening;
Its silent touch burns my bare skin.
My tortured eyes see nothing and everything.
The putrid smells slowly invade my empty soul.
The acid taste of bile forms in my constricted throat.
My pounding heart discovers the terror from within.
The cold ground engulfs my weak, hollow body;
My stale, dry breath is forced from my drowning lungs...
It is all lost...
It is dark and empty...
BLACK HOLE
Darkness, solitude, plight,
Death, drugs, and flight.
Man, objects, and greed--
These are all of its needs.
Women, children and blood
Are swept away in its flood.
Nothing can stop it;
Nothing can help it.
It must live,
So we must give.
SADNESS EVERYWHERE
There is no light; all is dark and bleak.
What is there to see with damaged eyes?
People fighting, mutilating, killing...
Poison in the air, in their hearts...
No one listens to the screams, the pleas...
The help comes too late.
The sadness oozes into the wound.
What are the hands of fate holding?
The blind see tormented shreds of humanity.
They are deprived of oxygen and faith.
A small glimmer of hope struggles to be free.
Is it enough?
The world is doomed to repeat the sadness.
And the righteous will keep hope chained if the sadness continues...
DARK AND EMPTY
The words cannot be formed;
My mouth is wide open but no sound is heard.
The ever ending darkness is deafening;
Its silent touch burns my bare skin.
My tortured eyes see nothing and everything.
The putrid smells slowly invade my empty soul.
The acid taste of bile forms in my constricted throat.
My pounding heart discovers the terror from within.
The cold ground engulfs my weak, hollow body;
My stale, dry breath is forced from my drowning lungs...
It is all lost...
It is dark and empty...
6/11/2008 7:03 PMRe: Dark Poetry
!!!Desires O
30, ♥*´¨`*•love♥vampy4ever♥*´¨`*•., Italy
MY DARK DESIRE!
My dark desires
Of pain and agony
To see him suffer
When he's not by me
To see him cry
And watch him bleed
As I laugh in evil sin
He beaks down in sorrow
Just I can win
My dark desires
Of madness and suffering
To see him in agony
My laughter will sting
To see him in pain
Makes me smile
Evil mind and heart
My eyes stare at him
I will break him a part
My dark desires
Of blood and tears
To see him surrounded by madness
It's me he fears
To se him in blood
Makes me high
It's a thrill
He's glancing behind
And I get my prey, my kill
My dark desires
Scaring him away
All I wanted
Was to be loved
But now I got left
On my own again
And it all strikes back
My desires become my fears
My dark desires
Of pain and agony
To see him suffer
When he's not by me
To see him cry
And watch him bleed
As I laugh in evil sin
He beaks down in sorrow
Just I can win
My dark desires
Of madness and suffering
To see him in agony
My laughter will sting
To see him in pain
Makes me smile
Evil mind and heart
My eyes stare at him
I will break him a part
My dark desires
Of blood and tears
To see him surrounded by madness
It's me he fears
To se him in blood
Makes me high
It's a thrill
He's glancing behind
And I get my prey, my kill
My dark desires
Scaring him away
All I wanted
Was to be loved
But now I got left
On my own again
And it all strikes back
My desires become my fears
6/26/2008 5:47 PMRe: Dark Poetry
Su-dono
19, Duluth, Georgia, United States
ok so like i didn't write this poem myself...but my freind did and i wanna help her out and post it all over the internet cuz she don't have internet ..yet...well not till she moves back to GA...so here it is:
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Venom of a Black
By: Mi Nguyen
A black Rose
It sheds its pedals
Like a drop of tear
From a crying soul
The lips of black
Kiss the pedal of death
In the poison
Oh the poison
Take over Maliciously
It consumes the lips and body whole
Fair enough
Death is like a venom of a Black rose
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Venom of a Black
By: Mi Nguyen
A black Rose
It sheds its pedals
Like a drop of tear
From a crying soul
The lips of black
Kiss the pedal of death
In the poison
Oh the poison
Take over Maliciously
It consumes the lips and body whole
Fair enough
Death is like a venom of a Black rose












10/12/2006 9:28 PMRe: Dark Poetry