And The Angel Of Secrets Strike Again

Haha;P Well, I'm holding a contest again:P

LOL, I'm not good at these, so I just want you to submit your best DARK or SAD poetry. Haven't read any good in a while.

It will end after like 20 poems.
ONE POEM PER POET!
No Reserves:D

So gimme whatcha got:D

And umm, the prizes will be a surprise:D But I promise they will be great:D

She Only Wants To Be Held {Rondeau}

Holding herself, another day has gone by,
She takes her wings; she only wants to fly.
Many tries to smile with broken frowns,
Falling continuously to the ground;
Her future in her heart, she must deny.

She's not running to be by your side,
Because there are tears finally in her eyes;
Roses cry and nightingales sound-
...She only wants to be held.

Stars gaze at a lonely sight by the sky,
As this girl sits alone tonight to die-
Nothing can catch what's fallen to the ground,
She can't pick up this sadly smiling frown.
Finally fallen, she sits tonight to cry-
...She only wants to be held.

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A Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a
sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR. Lines 9 and 15 are short - a
refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the
same metrical length).

xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

~Shadow Chasing~
By Melissa

Life is a mystery
dreams, an empty well
my wishes are only secrets
that I'll never reveal

Neon stars hold many truths,
but fiction licks the trusty air

And I'm trying to paint black and white memories
with crusted bristles of despair
because all the people I believed in
died, ran, or just walked away
turning mere promises a lucent shade of gray
and even with time their shadows won't fade

Remembrance holds the inertia of loneliness,
but reality scolds with blood
and these lines broadcast a chaotic certainty
that my heart just cannot ignore

Imagine: Come Escape the Pain

In my own little world:
I am not lonely.
This new place of fun and
freedom; all the lost souls
come to visit me here,
in my own little world...

In this world of no pain:
where the abused child
leaves a drugged mother,
a drunk father, imagine
a non-existent happiness
as a home, a place to
be loved.

In my own little world:
This is where the cutters
come when the razor cuts
an inch too deep,
or when the pain
is so unbearable they can
hardly stand. They come
to escape the death-wish
their parents have ensued:

"Burn in Hell, Demon Child..."

In my own little world:
All out-of-place victims are
welcome: the children, the
parents, the lesbian, the bi,
the gay, the disturbed, the
cutters...

This is a place of love,
my own little world of poetry,
and nothing will ever change.

The Curse of Hades

Swooping down from His ebony throne
An endless valley of souls crying from His feet
Striking down, rising back again
His only reward is His defeat

Scorning the heavy weeping that assault his ears
Slaying diffuses His mind
Goodness turns away in tears
While evil has had no greater time

Yet malevolence gives Him no smile
As he chokes away the breath of beings so sweet
For He stranges another piece of Himself
Leaving a mark, He wished he hadn't, in defeat

But the cycle of devastation continues
Interminably, forever at least
And the river of spirits fattens
While the beasts of wickedness hungrily feast

And He must listen to the mournful sobs
Of mortals asking why their beloved has risen
He looks at scarlet dripping off his murderous staff
Responding soullessly that the inevitable has been given

Turning away from misery that has been His own demise
Numbly, He watches bodiless spirits disperse
Enviously he yearns to be part of the screaming dead
Hating His immortality, His gift, His curse

All alone she sits and stares,

at someone who was never there.

he had her hooked like a drug,

feening for more of his useless love.

she should've known behind his eyes,

he only wanted to make her cry.

he pushed her further and further everyday,

until finally she had to break away.

he only wanted to hurt her inside,

and pushed her so far she wanted to die.

she has no reason to be in this world,

she knows he loves another girl.

she sees the sleeping pills on the counter,

she begins to cry louder and louder.

she starts to take handfuls of pills,

not even caring how it will feel.

as she breathes it really hurts,

she didnt think this was how it would work.

she didnt think she would feel the pain,

now she just tries to scream out his name.

as she lays almost passed out on the floor,

she grabs another bottle and takes some more.

she screams out, "how much pain can i take,"

how much more of this painful heartache."

now as she lays completely passed out on the floor,

the pain is gone, there is no more.

i hope u like this one =]

*Mirror Image*

She looks in the mirror and doesn't recognize who's staring back.
Her eyes have gone dark, some say they've turned black.
Her face has changed, it's really gone pale.
She hears what they say, but the comments have gone stale.
She's stopped eating, she's thinner than a stick.
Everyone she knows says she always looks sick.
She doesn't realize her wrists are scarred.
She can't remember cutting them up with a glass shard.
Even she can tell her personalities gone brittle,
She's fading away little by little.
She looks in the mirror and realizes she's gotten really strange.
She's looking in this mirror and realizes she's never going to change.

*hope u like it!*

Crying Wine

By: David Marshall

You're depressed, and you're drunk.
You've had too much wine.
You think a few more drinks will do,
and that you'll be fine.

You're weak, and you're dizzy,
and you almost want to cry.
you call her, she's busy,
but you had to try.

You're tired, from all the alcohol,
and you wonder why you live.
You stumble and fall,
what else is there to give?

You begin to close your eyes,
with one last tear.
You've had so many tries,
but now death is near.

She calls you back,
but it's already over.
She starts to worry,
your way beyond sober.

She knocks on your door, and knows there's trouble.
and finds you on your bed.
She starts to cry as she picked up a bottle,
because she realizes that your dead.

One of my first lovely poems :)
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They Keep Calling Me

Crawling across the floor
Your whip coiled around my neck
Not sure what is next
But these dreams make me a wreck

I am a stranger to reality
Angry voices calling my name
Burn my bleeding ears
Disfigured faces playing their game

They keep calling me
Drawing me in to their mischief
I am a fool to myself
Cannot tell the truth from myth

My palms are dripping thick blood
Runs down my wrists
Shoves my broken face in the mud
Begging me to stop

Mutilated hearts turned backwards
Bend my twisted back
Actions made reality through words
Tell me this is not real

Beads of sweat spill off my forehead
Emaciated and abused
The scalping makes my sweat look red
Oh God, this must be real

Fatal Memories
by BriBri .x. ♥

Blurry abstract visions clouding mind
A tragic story when combined
Innocence, youth, childhood all lost
At such a young age, she didn't know the cost

Bringing up events from long ago
So the truth, she can finally know
Remembering times she screamed for help
Him taking her, making her yelp

Finding out why her life's been a mess
One way or another, she'll make him confess
Everyone will soon know the truth
Of a little girl, who lost her youth

Underneath

Underneath my skin.
Your sure you will find
Lies about the answers,
And the truth i've told.
Deciet will be shown.

Is there no faith anymore?
Everything that i reveal
You do not believe?
Have you no secrets
Hidden from the world,
From the ones you love..
Me included?

Behind your eyes..
The stories are told.
Walls could be filled,
Stacked up tall, higher, higher
With your secret wishes, desires:
Fantasies of love and happiness,

Lies you have told us all,
Your living in them now,
Amazing how you can survive, for
Reality has begun to fall.

~~~~ first you read this poem all the way through. the for the 'bonus' stanza you read the first word of each line~~~~

These Porcelain Tears
Bryan

The sun sets on her Porcelain Face,
tears roll down her cheeks in such disgrace.
For a love that was forgotten, no one really cares,
the pain she shows is too much for her to bare.

Writing her final note, no one around to see,
what she's been through, how hard life can be.
So she sits on her bed, with a pen and some paper,
waiting on her Prince Charming to come and save her.

She writes down her feelings, each and every day,
hoping her true love will come and take her pain away.
Wait as she might, her Prince Charming never shows,
writing down her feelings, but the torture never goes.

So she swallows the pills, lays the bottle by the bed,
and finishes writing her note, this is what it said,
"If my Prince Charming finds this, don't have any fear,
I will die here now with these Porcelain Tears."

Bryan Hunt © 2006

Xx Healing Kiss xX (For my brave nan)

They always say life isn't fair
And I've found out that it's true
Cos if life had any conscience
It wouldn't be picking on you

You shouldn't have to go through this
You don't deserve this pain
You've already been through it once
You shouldn't have to again

I know everyone is trying their best
To get you back to full health
But you shouldn't be ill anyway
You always put others before yourself

All your life, you've been so strong
Took all the bad times with a smile
Yet now life's thrown its biggest hook
Knocked you back that extra mile

I know I've said this all before
But you shouldn't have to go through this
I wish I could make you well again
With a healing hug and a kiss ©

*Gem*

(She passed away yesterday night.)

Erase My Life As You Erase My Pain

Sometimes i feel like i can erase
All the things that i learned
All the things that i lived
And i wish i had a pencil
To draw my life again

As i draw a picture
A picture of sadness
What colors are included in?
What shapes you see?

A love maybe,a heart in black
That heart won't stop to ache
Nothing in my childhood
Nothing in my past
Can erase this disappointment
Can erase this shadow black

Looking at my window
All colors faded black
Not any of my parents
Not any of my friends
Can make my life bearable
Can make white that black

Letter of silence
by Ilinca Milosan

In the garden of diamond roses and emerald leaves
Where the silence is shattered by the murmuring trees,
Where the porcelain moon shines bright on the twilight sky
A lonesome girl holds a crumpled letter of goodbye…

A scarlet ribbon is folded around her ebony hair
A spider drowning within her sour tears of despair
Her weary eyes fixed on the glass reflection of the lake
Her peach mouth frozen – to kisses never again to partake…

But as her mind has stranded from truth too far away
For the words written in that letter were never read that day
And she was never to know that it ended with “I love you”
Instead of a wretched “Farwell” as she assumed it would do…

In the garden of diamond roses and emerald leaves
Where the silence is shattered by the murmuring trees,
Where the porcelain moon shines bright on the twilight sky
A lonesome girl holds a crumpled letter of goodbye…

Hope you like it =)

Undesired

Weakened pounding... fading to silence
Peeling walls of flesh barely stand -
A futile shelter, an abandoned place,
A darkened ruin in a forlorn land...

Deceiving shape - a morbid tune
Echoes within, louder each night;
The master of feelings, controller of all,
Forever dark and nevermore bright...

Slowly each day it dies a bit more,
Getting weaker, getting tired -
Poisoning instigations provoked by
A dark malicious heart - undesired...

© My Decadent

My Guardian Angel

I stand here protected, as one guarded child.
I sit alone safely, where nothing is wild.
Never been in danger, never in harm's way.
and all of life's challenges, waited at bay.

i have always been happy, for I've never felt pain.
my angel stands by me through sun snow and rain.
she is always smiling. and a smile she receives.
she tricks enemies away, or is it me she deceives?

I have always been guarded, and so never in fear.
and I stay locked up always, year after year.
have not seen a human, for she said they are bad
and even though i am healthy, i remain sad.

have i been missing out, is there much more to life,
could i someday have children and maybe a wife?
I must see it for myself, no longer can i wait.
i must be fragile, for fear is a human trait.

i wanted the experience, yet she locked me in.
i tried to run away, but she will always win.
I'm stuck here forever, i cry through the night.
and for the first time ever, i am feeling fright.

so long's gone by now, i still am stuck here.
i now cry every night, for real life is so near.
but here i shall stay, until my final breath.
so is she My Guardian Angel, or my Angel of Death.

4 left

heaven or hell?

Where do we belong?
in the bleached sweetness of heaven
or the dark gut wrenching pain of hell?
God? Have you foresaken us?
are we made by the almighty
or do we have the devil's mark.

destined to crouch in the dark,
never to feel the the sun on your arms
or the rainbows dance in the sky
never to grow old,
to feel neverending energy
an older mind in a youth's body
destined to feed on the
sweet infatuating nectar
of the unknowning mortal
for all of eternity.

churches do not stop us, the garlic
and the stakes rendered pointless
the sunny morning or fire can send
our souls to whatever end.

But to whom would we go
if the world finally ended
and the endless corpes on which
we feed to live each night
who will claim us.
demon or dark angel
to heaven or to burn in hell

Blades of Immortality

Blades of Immortality...
Would you not want them?
They beckon for you to come closer
Will you follow?

As they whisper,you yearn
When will it be your turn
To escape the lies and shadows
Of haunting memories?

To be an immortal being
To feel chains rattle on the wall no more
Would be better
Than to ever die

Blades of Immortality
They seem so real
But do you even care?

As the elders of nothingness
Ask you to take your oath
To bask in the glory of the never-dead

Will you swear by it?
Take the vow?

Reawaken your sins
As you plunge in the knife
Are you ready to swim in blood?

As the elders leave the room
And you have sworn your vow
In come three people

Two men
One woman
The men tie you to a circular stone
You lay on it

Drawing a breath,prepared for a new tomorrow
One man forces a brewed drink down your throat
The other chains you so you can't get up
They leave the room as the woman steps up

She says words in a different language
You moan as the drink starts burning in your stomach
She slits you carefully
You feel marks all over your untainted skin

As you open your eyes
You see blood dripping from her knife
She stares at you with cold,piercing eyes
You can't make a sound

But your blood does not pour
She steps up to a pillar as the two men come back in
One unties you
The other chains your hands together

You have a fright in your eyes
As they force you to your knees
The woman recites words from a pamphlet
Then takes out a small pot

She pulls out things from her pocket
And sprinkles them in
You hear a clang as she is finished
Then she summons the two men

They both are gruesomely killed
In front of your very eyes
By now you cannot stand the torture
But you try so hard

As soon as they are dead
She bites each of their necks
She pours half a cup from each body into a jug
The rest is left to her

She forces you to drink the jug
You gulp,scared
But you do what she says

You're not ready,
Your mind screams
But you know what is not real
Only hurts your dreams

You feel blood dripping all over your face
And see pools on the ground
You feel her clothe you in Gothic armor
You are draped in a black cloak with red designs

And under that a black,shimmering short dress
She pulls out a mirror and you look at yourself
You have changed
Your eyes have turned orange

Your hair red
She tells you that you can alter your appearances
You nod as your eyes suddenly flash green.

Dead Of A Heartbreak / How Can You Still Call Me Beautiful
by ~Princess Disaster [♥]

With yesterday’s make-up
Smeared across her face
She shies away
From his loving embrace

“What’s wrong?” he asks
“Nothing, why?” she replies
“I just want to know why
Your make-up’s smeared under your eyes.”

“Oh, it’s nothing, don’t worry.
I’ll be alright.”
“No really, what’s wrong?”
What happened last night?”

She tries hard not to break down
Right in front of him
Her soul is shattered again
She tries to push the pain within

“You know I care, please tell me.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“No you’re not, you’re not okay
You’re feeding me a line.”

“If I were to talk to you
Would you really care?
After it’s all done,
Would you still be standing there?”

“Oh, honey! You know I do.
Why wouldn’t I be?
When ever have I not been?
It’s alright, you can tell me.”

“I love this boy, but he doesn’t care…”
“Are you sure about that?”
“I’m pretty sure; he never did.”
“Now, why would you say that?”

“Well, he lives too far away
He used to live near me
And we rarely talk anymore
It’s hard to deal with really.”

“Who was this boys?
Where has he gone?”
“No, I can’t tell you
My feelings are wrong.

He has robbed me of my beauty
Stole it from within
When I stopped seeing this boy
He took it away with him.”

“You know, I think you’re lying
Because you know I can tell
That looking through your eyes
You can see you’ve gone through hell.

You’ve been robbed of something, yes
But not what you speak of
Your beauty and grace are still there
So is your kindness and love.”

“How can you still call me beautiful
While I’m standing here a mess
My face looks so horrible
Plus, this torn and tattered dress?”

“Baby, you shine from within
Your beauty glows and shows
I can see past the make-up
To see the real eyes, lips, and nose.”

“You’re just saying that because you have to
Because you’re just trying to be nice
But this is too much to deal with
I can’t let this happen twice.”

“Sweetie stop…I love you dearly
You know this much is true.
I have always been there for you
And I really truly do.”

As she stood there stunned
Her knees began to shake
As she fell down to the floor
Her whole body began to quake

As he bent to pick her up
He noticed something wrong
Her eyes were staring upwards
Her gaze fixed just too long

He held his dying baby
As she slowly slipped away
“I love you and want to marry you…
I was going to propose Valentine’s Day.”

Through her last moments of life
She tried to tell him, with pain
That he was the boy she loved so dearly
But her efforts were in vain

Her body limping, without a soul
For as she slipped out of life
Her one last dream that couldn’t come true
Was just to be his wife

As her love held her body
That had once been so full
He whispered softly in her ear
“How could I not call you beautiful?”

After her funeral the very next day
The boy broke down and cried
She was his everything in his life
He didn’t want her to die

So as the boy walked home
A dove flew over his head
As he watched it silently
He remembered what she said

And as the boy looked down
To walk to his home
He thought he felt something funny
It’s origin, unknown

Then he saw it shining
Lying on the ground
Her favorite golden necklace
That he just had found

He wondered how it got there
But somehow, it led him home
Then he finally realized
That she had already known

She knew he loved her dearly
Of course she knew that was true
But he never even told her
“Baby, I really love you.”

As he sat upon his couch
The boy felt such an ache
His friends found him the next day
Dead of a heartbreak.

1 place left folks!!

ahhhh someone has to put the last one in so we can know the winners! lol

I hope this still counts :)

"Abandoned Blood"

Please don't make me
Please let me stay
I can't go back yet
Just one more day?

I begged her so often
To keep me there
She shut her eyes and shook her head
As if she didn't care

You see my sister was older
And out on her own
But instead of taking me in
She left me alone

She knew what went on there
She knew what he did
He did it to her too
When she was a kid

So I pray she'll understand
And empathize with me
But she only throws me back
Instead of setting me free

I squeeze her hand tighter
As we walk through my door
But I knew I was in for it
When I saw blood on the floor

She ran from the scene quickly
And I screamed for her to come back
Now I have no where to turn...
Right then my future turned black

That night was the worst
He beat me like never before
From then on I blamed her
For all of my horror

Seven years have gone by now
He still beats us every night
But I'm sixteen now
And I won't put up with the fight

I will run away forever
But I'm leaving you this
So you'll remember the happiness
You made me miss

Dear Sister,

Why did you leave me
Leave me here to die
My life with you
Is drowning in lies

I didn't want to go home
Yet you always took me back
You are the reason
My future turned black

I will now leave you
And you'll forever know
That you caused my pain
And made my tears flow

.....Your abandoned blood

hey can i submit a poem that's a dark story, but has an inspirational message as the ending?

when will this be judged?

~michelle~

*I HOPE THIS COUNTS!!*

Never Give Up
by ~BRiDDY~

An ocean of heat blasts over her,
and lingers on her for too long.
She falls to the ground in surprise and shock,
and immediately feels something is wrong.

Breaking out in a sweat,
she tries to fight this body of heat.
But she can only struggle as she gets slowly weaker,
and face this powerful defeat.

Her body goes limp with exhaustion,
and her head lolls about on her neck.
She's drowning in a pool of her own sweat,
but her closing eyes it won't affect.

Her lids are slowly shutting,
her dark lashes and brow soaking wet.
The last thing she sees is a blurry mess,
then she is gripped by a feeling she won't forget.

Eventually she wakes up, in a wave of confusion,
and she doesn't know where she is.
Her body is sore, and her clothes stuck to her skin,
and her damp hair is in a frizz.

She manages to stand, with a bit of swaying,
and she realizes her enemy's no longer there.
The sweltering heat has gone and left her to be,
but has left her alone in fear.

Looking around, she only sees paths,
there's hundreds of them all around.
But which one should she take, where do they lead to?
Should she wait till the right one is found?

She chooses one at random,
and walks up to the start.
But something monstrously scary appears,
and tries to stab her in the heart.

She stops abruptly and runs back,
her heart thumping out of her chest.
She turns and tries another path,
but these things won't give her a rest.

She doesn't lose hope and keeps trying,
how is she managing to cope?
Finally there is only one path left,
this path is her only hope.

She closes her eyes and walks towards it,
saying a silent prayer in her head.
She keeps walking, finally opening her eyes,
to see safety lying ahead.

Never give up hope, even in the worst of times,
and always keep trying your hardest.
Because giving up on these things -
is like giving up on yourself.

haha... sorry for the empty post, i already entered but couldnt find this one thing so i looked in my history and it would only let me see it if i posted!!!!!

so when does this end?

will u be judging soon?

um... when does the ending of the contest commence? and agreed with the above comment.

wow...

whoever started this has jumpeded off the face of the earth and is floating in outside-space!!!!

omg i know!! has she been leaving comments on other forums?? cos if she has she mightv just 4gotten bowt this contest..

when is this judged?

i havent seen her...

hmm...

hmm thats interesting. mayb she just hasn't been able to get online lately

wow..

still nothing!!!

*GASPETH*

It's weird...

AND...

STILL nothing!

gawsh i wunda whats happened...