DARK POETRY COMPETETION!

  • Lady Vengeance
    18 years ago

    Welcome,
    This competition is for dark poetry (If you didn't figure that from the title) and will end on the 27th of february.

    ~RULES~
    - 1 poem per poet
    - Any offensive or explicit poems must have a warning at the beginning, but are definately more than welcome
    - No copyright (aka, must be your own)
    - MAXIMUM OF 30 LINES

    ~PRIZES~
    1st - 6 detailed comments, 6 votes
    2nd - 4 detailed comments, 4 votes
    3rd - 2 detailed comments, 2 votes
    4th - 1 detailed comment, 1 vote

    Any questions etc can be posted at anytime, anywhere and i'll answer ASAP.

    Until next time, Lady V.

  • Drew Gold
    18 years ago


    Transfixed by the movements, the musical vibrance,
    We move to the tune of invisible sirens.
    Reality reposes with the closing of eyelids,
    Then lies change to truth and peace transforms violence.
    As the colors fade from blue, all noise turns to silence.

    Upon awakening, I feel an icy hand capture me;
    Pulling me down, closer to insanity.
    Vertigo sets in, but the dizzying gravity
    Helps to realize the hand is my own, that I’m actually
    Standing stock-still, alone, blinded while I atrophy.

    With our head down and eyes dripping wet,
    Feeling hasn’t slipped from us yet.
    Silence is a burden we grow to regret,
    But still a reminder of that which is set:
    The music of a past we’ll never forget.

    A distant drone, or a heartfelt beating,
    Omnipresent and ever-repeating.
    Tongue tipped with malice, the devil is feeding
    And tightening the noose which constricts our dreaming.
    While robbed of our fruits we lie quiet,.. selfish and bleeding.

    As we sit cradled by cold, grim hands,
    Choice is beckoning, it calls, it demands
    To face the music and to take a stance.
    And as the echo lives on through our second chance,
    We’re helplessly drawn into this wreckless dance.

  • Void
    18 years ago

    Immortal

    Mislead by the world
    She follows the night
    Creates her own path,
    Creates her own sight.
    Spirit so dim,
    Bruised and broken.
    Heart as cold,
    As hatred's token.
    Bitter and tired,
    She wishes not to feel.
    Bitter and tired,
    She's too torn to heal.

    "Bring me to the darkness,
    Where the living are dead.
    Blind me of mortal fate,
    That lie ahead.
    Make my heart beat stop,
    Let the blood run cold.
    Oh demon who take over me,
    Let the blood run cold."

    With every footstep, on the ground,
    She holds no fear, hears no sound.
    Veins are bursting, a surge through her spine.
    Her lungs fill with oxygen, one last time.

    "Bring me to the darkness,
    Where the living are dead...
    Let the blood run cold."

  • Grotesque Angel
    18 years ago

    The Pain Of Death

    Lest the pain take me,
    I will give to it an end,
    Lest the pain take me,
    I will take myself

    Dawn the light of endless sleep,
    I wish of nothing more,
    Dusk the night of endless sleep,
    To see you at my door

    Runaway from me my dear,
    Runaway for good,
    Stayaway from me my dear,
    As I think you should

    Die again because of you,
    I know it could be worse,
    Rise again becuase of you,
    After I leave the hearse

    *I wrote this for this contest....you had better like it*

  • Little Dot
    18 years ago

    In My World
    By: Sarah Drew

    Nothing is fair
    Nobody will care
    Reality is twisted
    In my world

    It's cold and dark
    Will you dare to disembark
    Try to find your way
    In my world

    All you see when you look around
    Is death and decay on the ground
    It's full of evil
    In my world

    Can you get out of my world alive
    Only the strong can survive
    What will happen to you
    In my world

  • blank
    18 years ago

    Attack
    by Devin

    They come in numbers
    Spreading everywhere
    Killing all they see

    Burning and destroying
    Everything in their path

    In the dark of the night
    They begin with a new village
    Taking apart everything

    Burning down the homes
    With the families still inside

    As they take it all apart
    They grin dark smiles
    Across their faces

    They feel so powerful
    Knowing nothing can defeat them

    The demons move to the last house
    When they walk in the door
    They see a little girl
    Curled up in the corner

    One walks over to the little girl
    They demon looks into her soul
    Seeing her darkest secrets

    Seeing how she is beaten and abused
    And how she prays to die every night
    The demon picked the girl up
    And sucked the life out of her

    All the demons left and burned the house
    They left the village

    Now they are waiting
    For the next time to go and kill
    With no mercy

  • Allison
    18 years ago

    I'm Now Immortal
    by Alyson

    White faces surround me
    Forever frozen in their eerie light
    Darkness is around me
    This is the path they walk in the night

    Their thirst for blood controls them
    They know not what they do
    It drives them to do horrible things
    And not always follow whats true

    As they come upon me
    I do not shed a tear
    For they can't see through me
    I won't show them my fear

    They hold me in their tight embrace
    Then give my the kiss of death
    They whisper secrets in my ear
    As I'm getting ready to take my last breath

    But what they do next surprises me
    They give me the gift of life
    I am now immortal
    No longer dealing with my strife

    The next night I walk with them
    Travel this ending land
    For now I am one of them
    Sitting at their right hand

  • ShadowDancer
    18 years ago

    powerless

    Bound to a table
    Her body stripped bare
    Her screams ringing in her ears
    No one seems to care

    Knifes cut and graze her
    Her body bruised and broke
    Her scarred mind in tatters
    With sobs she starts to choke

    Although people surround her
    And she recognizes each face
    No-one will move to save her
    She has fallen from their grace

    Tormented with pain
    As loved ones coldly stare
    Her wrists bleed from pulling
    At the bonds which keep her there

    //////////////////////////////////////

    In her asylum bed she pulls against her restraints
    For it is now that we find
    Her loved ones are powerless to help her
    For she is locked inside her mind

  • Ramy medhat
    18 years ago

    THE LIGHT INSIDE OF ME ..
    ***********************
    LOOK AT THIS WORLD AND TELL ME WHAT Y0U CAN SEE
    IS IT BAD OR GOOD OR IT IS AS IT SHOULD BE
    LOOK AT THE SKY , STARS AND THE SEA
    I THINK IT'S NOT HOW IT USED TO BE
    -------------------------------------
    MANY YEARS AGO THIS WORLD WAS BRIGHT
    WITH NO DARKNESS THAT COULD SHADE THE LIGHT
    OUR FEELINGS WAS PURE LIKE THE SUN OR THE MOON
    OUR HEARTS FULL OF LOVE BUT IT CHANGED AWAY TOO SOON
    ---------------------------------------
    THESE DAYS EVERYONE IS LIVING FOR HIS OWN
    WITH HEARTS THAT COULD EVEN BE HARDER THAN STONE
    FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE .. NOW THEY ARE RARE
    BUT TO HOLD ON TO THE RIGHT WAY IS AN OPTION THAT WAS ALWAYS THERE
    ----------------------------------------
    BUT TO WHOM YOU ARE TALKING , IT'S JUST TOO LATE
    NO ONE IS LISTENING , NO ONE WANTS TO CHANGE HIS FATE
    TO LEAVE THE DARKNESS AND RETURN TO THE LIGHT AGAIN
    IT'S LIKE PULLING A TREE WITH ROOTS FULL OF SIN
    -----------------------------------
    IT'S HARD , I DIDN'T SAY IT'S AN EASY WAY
    TO STAND STILL WHILE THE SEA DRIFT YOUR FRIENDS AWAY
    BUT IF YOU LOOKED AND SAW WHAT YOU WILL GAIN IN THE END
    IT'S SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL MORE THAN YOU HAVE EVER IMAGINED
    ---------------------------------
    IT'S LIKE MAGIC , THE END OF YOUR ENDLESS FEAR
    WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN I DIE AND DISAPPEAR
    YOU'LL FEEL THE ANGEL INSIDE OF YOU TOO
    IF YOU TRIED TO FIND THE LIGHT INSIDE OF YOU
    ---------------------------------------

  • Tortured Soul
    18 years ago

    The Boy Who Loved
    by Tortured Soul

    There was once a boy who loved
    He was happy and joyful
    He had everything he wanted
    He was in love with the most beautiful girl

    But one day that all changed
    She got into a car accident
    She died because she got hit by drunk drivers

    After that day the boy stopped loving
    He had no feeling of happiness
    He started to see everything as wicked

    He began to hate everyone
    Life didn't feel like living anymore
    And so, the boy who loved
    Took his own life

  • Lady Vengeance
    18 years ago

    I love creating Competitions. Wanna know why? It's coz of poeple like you guys who submit your poems to my critical judgement.

    I LOVE THEM ALL!!

  • Sondos
    18 years ago


    Confessions of a Prostitute

    Walking in the frigid night
    Inaudible whispers drowning me
    Of things and that were, without success
    And things that could never have been

    Scarlet dress, ripped at the seams
    And toxic, cheap cologne
    The endless wait for some one to come
    And pick me up tonight

    Tonight’s the night
    I’ll show the others who said I could never succeed
    Young or old, weak or bold
    As long as they’ll pay the fee

    He comes that night
    I am transported to a world away from mine
    Heartless passion,
    An emotionless bond that pays the bills

    Walking in the frigid night
    Inaudible whispers drowning me
    Of things and that were, without success
    And things that could never have been

  • silhouette fairy
    18 years ago

    Her last words
    by Just-take-my-heart-i-want-you-to-have-it

    He lifts his eyes
    as she runs to him
    she is crying
    but why he isn't sure
    the he sees another person
    chasing her, why?
    she reaches him
    holding her, she begs him to save her
    "just wait, he won't hurt you"
    "oh but he will," she cries
    "the one you should run from is me"
    opening his mouth
    revealing his fangs
    she gives out a scream
    "oh please someone help me!"
    it rings through the forest
    for those are truly
    her last words

  • silhouette fairy
    18 years ago

    don't forget about this contest it isn't over!!!!!!!

  • Allison
    18 years ago

    I read through the poems and I have to say that there are alot of good ones here.

  • Lady Vengeance
    18 years ago

    i agree, Alyson, there are some good ones, sme great ones, adn some alright ones. i wonder who's is who's? Lol. keep writing, the deadline is near!!!

  • silhouette fairy
    18 years ago

    well, all i can say is
    YOU'RE GOING TO HATE JUDGING THIS CONTEST

    because these are some dam good poems

    love
    eirca

  • -Ghostship Fidelity-
    18 years ago

    Broken Watch Works Like A Compass
    by Tony

    Taking pills behind locked doors
    To get near the crest of every sole
    In this mass grave we dig for ourselves
    And we are up in arms pressing onwards
    Into a night that is pressing down
    But it won't get us this time

    With barbed wire webbing around homes
    The screams were taken as laughter
    Feeling so sensual with misconceptions
    Enthralling the repulsing verity away

    Allowing ourselves get lost in black outs
    Do you hear shattered voices?

    Lids of coffins propel downwards
    Crushing caps off of gasoline cans
    And it's transpiring into our shells
    Nauseating repercussions take over our senses

    Letting ourselves get lost in black outs
    Do you hear shattered voices?

    Static fluxes through the sky
    Pushing down into each persons basement
    News reports fade away
    The last words the clearest in their minds,
    "We had hoped to end conflicts here,
    in a conflict of our own..."

    Crashing straight into crimson doors
    Flooding forth into hallways charred black
    Ghosts crying at every corner

    And we are letting ourselves get lost in this black out
    Do you hear the shattered voices carrying down the stairs?
    Paling into a afflictive cry screaming to be entwined
    ...
    Everyone here is going down alone
    Like the building their bodies are littered in

  • David Marshall
    18 years ago

    Blood

    By David Marshall

    Blood on the streets,
    Blood on the blades.
    For every heart that beats,
    another life fades.

    How much blood must pour,
    until death is satisfied?
    All this blood on the floor,
    From all of those who died.

    Flames from hell,
    Lights from heaven,
    Most of them fell,
    Some went to eden.

    Death will go on,
    Until theres no one left.
    From all the evil that spawn,
    that took our lives with theft.

  • unstated affinity
    18 years ago

    the sad water....

    Dip my finger into the sea
    desperate to break the wild night
    cold and smooth
    form a glee
    stay,linger , and die
    immature torrents
    crawling high, sobbing
    brought the voice of..
    reason.....
    from the past
    purple dream
    the speecless eye
    killing lonely
    soundless movement
    a cup of gloom
    hiding peacefully
    the dark sad water...
    it just not enough
    to make me
    cry......

  • Lady Vengeance
    18 years ago

    i'm a tad busy today adn maybe tomorow, so the ~CONTEST ENDS NOW~ but i won't be able to judge it for a couple of days.... if anyone shoudl submit a poem by sheer fluke b4 i start judging, it will be counted as a worthy participant in this contest. Have fun!

    Suzie

  • Cuddles
    18 years ago

    Our Little Secret

    "No one has to know
    what happens in here today.
    It'll be our little secret.
    Let's keep it that way."

    He would always tell her that,
    and she would always keep quiet.
    No one had to know what daddy did.
    Besides, she didn't want to get hit.

    She knew better than to anger her daddy.
    That wouldn't be very smart.
    He would only hurt her more,
    making sure he left his mark.

    So she would lie on her bed, softly weeping,
    while her daddy did bad things to her.
    And when at last he left her alone
    she'd watch the wall become a blur.

    Then one day her mind snapped
    and a knife she did take.
    Into her daddy's chest she did plunge it
    and left him lying in a blood lake.

    "Daddy, no one has to know
    what happened in here today.
    It'll be our little secret.
    I promise to keep it that way."

  • Lady Vengeance
    18 years ago

    Ok, The winners.

    1st place: Ruby
    2nd place: David Marshall
    3rd place: cuddles
    4th place: Drew Gold

    well done everyone. They all rocked. i'll get the prizes to the winners asap.

    Suzie