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Post by aj on Sept 12, 2004 2:31:07 GMT -5
This board is for posting any form of dark poetry. Please refrain from using profanity. Have respect for your readers and fellow poets. Thank you, -AJ  |
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Post by Jaysie on Sept 17, 2004 12:57:41 GMT -5
/lol Save the cussing for the Curb!! ;D
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Post by aj on Sept 19, 2004 13:44:30 GMT -5
Exactly! I hope this new addition is used. Perhaps I should write something gloomy to start us off. -AJ |
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Post by Jaysie on Sept 20, 2004 13:02:46 GMT -5
we just put a dark forum up at the curb & i felt obligated to help get the ball rolling... what a strain!! i'm over here with a goofy grin, bouncing off the walls and trying to write a "downer" poem. let me tell you, that was a challenge!! /lol
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Post by sectumsempra on Apr 25, 2013 21:39:33 GMT -5
There is black
There is space
An empty void in a dead heart
There is pain
There are tears
A longing to be freed
Yet,
No answer to be found
Grasps, Clings to a secret too vast
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Post by forgetme on Mar 14, 2014 8:39:01 GMT -5
Black is emptiness
White is pain
Green is craziness
and Blue is the same.
Red is dripping blood
Yellow is aflame.
Orange is a dud.
I dislike them all the same.
The only color left is clear.
It's the only color that fear.
Clear is revealing and hides no secrets.
Being clear, is my weakness.
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Post by superabyssinian on Jul 2, 2015 10:50:49 GMT -5
This board is for posting any form of dark poetry. Please refrain from using profanity. Have respect for your readers and fellow poets. Thank you, -AJ |
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Post by heartedheartlesskyd on Aug 28, 2015 0:18:27 GMT -5
Like when an addict takes their drugs,
Like when a smoker inhales,
I wasn't fooled by your hugs,
You were my habit, I failed.
Knowing you were a poison, I let you into my veins,
Aware of your abandon, I walked into more pain.
When a smoker says they'll quit, they can stop if they wanted to.
I convinced myself I'd kick, you out when ever I wanted to.
But things didn't go as planned.
Like the addict that didn't stop,
I fell deeper and couldn't find land,
Like the addict got the doctor's bad news,
I knew I had let you take what had at first been banned,
Now its too late for the addict, he's only got days,
Now its too late for my heart, it died and withered away.
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Post by crone on Mar 31, 2017 11:04:44 GMT -5
Gritting and Grinning
No more pretending your dignity will ever be met with respect.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
No more pretending they see you as better than a worm or monster.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
No more pretending shit-eating is not shit-eating.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
No more pretending anyone ever cared.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
No more pretending he died loving you.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
No more pretending anything matters.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
No more pretending anyone will do more than merely tolerate you.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
It’s time for relief; time to go.
It’s time for relief; time to go.
It’s time for relief; time to go!
No?
No more pretending you’re not as cowardly as those who destroyed you.
Your jaw muscles hurt, then tire, from all that gritting and grinning and gritting and grinning.
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Post by rrs on Oct 17, 2017 21:38:56 GMT -5
I can't feel you there part 1
Every time I hear his truck start, every time
He drives away, I reminisce that night.
All I can do is lie here, hollow
After he fractures my heart into jagged pieces.
His unkind words leave their grime, and
He drags the shards as he leaves behind no light.
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Post by rrs on Oct 17, 2017 21:40:32 GMT -5
I can't feel you there part 2
It's a hard pill to swallow, but
All at once the pain ceases.
The fragments I cling to of the receding
Shattered glass that is my heart,
Are used to inflict damage.
Emotionally, I am numb.
Physically, I am bleeding.
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Post by nosirrom on Jun 29, 2024 23:57:34 GMT -5
I belted my chest hard
I crushed my ribs
Of their many jagged edges
two poked through my skin
one more threatened
Over a few months
I filed down the white peaks of each
These smoothed stones were thrown at me by beloved
Sharp were my ears
clipped were my eyes
A man leads the horse
it only drinks blood
when it chooses to live
I can save myself;
I go red and brown in the sun
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