#darkpoetsociety

[vampressart]

[chthonic-empyrean]

لقد استنفد العالم، والثروة الوحيدة المتبقية لنا هي الحب.

The world is exhausted, and the only wealth we have left is love.

[bellaj1977]

Misunderstood Hanging by a thread Gathering impressions Cast about by ill guided perceptions Significance a torn down illusion Needle and filament brought forth In your need to revamp eloquent What you consider mutilated distortions Fragmented specimens Severed from the host's core Rupturing each artery Till you distinguish the complication Affected puzzle of contradictions Soft supple words convolute Obstacles ridden in anamorphic aggregation Apocalypse of the four horsemen Deeply rooted to my soulful motivations Stitches begin roughly changing Inch by inch you institute a formulation To repair what you decry as afflictions Pieces of my life worth noting Only in the abstract of my humiliations Deleting each overture crafted By the sabotaged reality You insinuate is my legitimate contagion Rearranging in misguided reconstruction Strength of my survivor attitude Presumed a regrettable defective Calamitous sewing begins imposturous Modifying my authentic cognizance Till what remains once accomplished Is a skeleton of disregarded innocence

Jessica Bahr

[cosmicbirch8]

I recline into silence

The beats of my gentle heart

Cast in shadow

Wither like my mind

A flower without sunshine

A soul frozen in time

A song devoid of rhyme

I cling to memories

Grasping at splinters

Only to bleed pain

I am a stormcloud

Overflowing with rain

I pour endless melancholy

Unable to cease the torrent

Plagued by the abhorrent

Tortured by the night

Unable to breathe with ease

Unable to find the light

Cosmic Birch

[kirkshiresloss]

Sometimes I feel like this has all been a sick dream.

That you and I only exist on astral planes

Where love is plentiful;

Yet miscommunication runs rampant.

Seems to be a loop in time

and neither one of us can break

without losing the other

Tell me,

Am I what you stand to lose?

Is there another thumb

that fits perfectly in the palm of your hand?

How many nights have you went to sleep without whistling?

Is there any love for me left,

In your arms or in your bed?

Because I fear my soul has lost its splendor

To even the devil himself.

I have nothing left to offer in exchange for your love,

But my own confusion.

-kirkshiresloss-

(Kerouac's loss)

[hermitletters]

I am too afraid of the sun

for

I always was the daughter of the moon

-sea

[skyeblustuff]

perception- vexations and yearnings

my mind screams words-

weeps acrylic,

bleeds ink,

and all the capillaries are overflowing with lead.

poetry, prose, tales and laments…

i am yet to perceive the true meaning of such words;

and how they have become a part of me

but I will not yield from unleashing

the vexed parts of me that reside alongside

the yearnings and benevolence.

_skye

[devinetheory-2]

Watching you slip away

So many times

A slow death to my soul

Like a cancer to my mind

The remedy to my pain

If I was only blind

The memory of your face

Takes me …….

Lately

And I miss your warmth

Baby…

So tired of trying…

And maybe

Someday

In some way

someone will save me

from my crazy…

…and I guess

More or less

Im more fucked up

Than I thought…

And I cant find the receipt

To take back

The lies

That ive bought

And theres no safe place

For me to hide

From my thoughts

Hoping desperately to find

Someone with

a heart like mine

that can pick

My locks

Make the lies stop

On the edge

Thinking fuck life

Right before I fly off

At the same time

Trying not to be an outline

In white chaulk

the cradle to the grave

Is like Rooftops to sidewalks

Nobody left alive

You can find

Cut from my cloth

Unrefined thought

Try to sign off

Why not

Anything to shut

the lights off

In my box...

- Devine Theory

[beneathauroraborealis]

I smile a lot these days, the best way to hide the tangled emotions, tears, and pain.

•Madhav

[shadowdiamond21]

It's hard to trust when all you have from the past is evidence of why you shouldn't.

[vampressart]

[chthonic-empyrean]

أحب القيام بالأشياء الصغيرة التي تجعلك تبتسم، مثل مناداتك بـ "ملكي".

I love doing Little things to make you smile, like calling you "Mine".

[cosmicbirch8]

[deadc0re666]

Words but no emotion are what you left me with. Nothing will ever be the same since you came into my life. You turned my world upside down leaving me barely recognizable to my family. You've made me crazy, feel sole and impotent but behind all of that you made me feel more powerful because, in the end, I won, and you lost. I'm thankful for everything that you have taught me and put me through. You opened my eyes and that's when reality hit me and made me realize that the world is cruel and people are selfish. You took me down a dark and lonely road. I finally hit rock bottom that's what you wanted all along, wasn't it? Perhaps there was a time when I thought I could never live without you, you were always by my side comforting me while I cried and wanted to die. I begged you to just take my life but that day never came. You always made me feel okay at least for those first ten minutes of having you in me. Trying to catch my breath as you went slowly through my veins. You were always there when I had nobody but you were mainly the reason why I had nobody, to begin with. Deep down you knew this relationship we had was fucking unhealthy but we both knew you didn't care because you liked taking advantage of me, you wanted to destroy everything. You wanted to destroy every thought of me wanting you to go away and never come back. But I didn't let my demons win this time. Then I realized that you could only destroy something if I allowed you to so I'm sorry that I turned my back on you but this is my life, not yours. I've already missed out on so much and fucked up a lot. I am done allowing you to have control over my life. You will always be apart of me, in my head telling me I need you, always hovering over my head forever. I will always be reminded of you. But I won't be controlled or defined by you. My addiction.

[hermitletters]

[1]

There is a conflict

in my mind

at tug of war

should i say

or, say not?

[2]

There is a gnawing feeling in my chest

should i fight

or, let it rest?

[3]

There is a spiritual crisis

my soul split into two

should I wage a battle

to extinguish the fire

my heart is set ablaze 

[4]

There is a deep anguish

in my heart

my soul devoid of love

my eyes empty

what should i do to fill the empty cup?

[5]

There is a fire

that is consuming me alive

should I surrender

or, should I ignite my passion

for love that died long time ago

-Sea

[skyeblustuff]

No.

i will never show you my heart;

because I feel it is disgustingly beautiful and pure.

so, it is hidden somewhere where you can never reach

how much ever you try to rack your intellect to decipher it.

don’t dare to find my heart

for it bleeds ink, glitter and sunsets

my heart coaxes thunderstorms

and my heart has scars from skinned knees and papercuts

my heart makes its own worlds

so don’t go seeking for it

because you’re not welcome

and if you do find it

don’t look at it

don’t call it pretty

because you’re not allowed to

because I did not choose the way my heart should be aligned

and neither will I let somebody else do so

don’t touch it

because it will burn up

and from its ashes, will rise something

that terrifies me.

_skye