#darkness poems on Hello Poetry

Abbott J Hardison 4h

You're losing out again,
Young nephew dying on a hospital bed.
Your whole earth,
Rocked to pieces,
In minutes, just like that.

It scares me,
Just how fast this frail thing,
Life, can fall apart.
For the minute it starts beating,
There's a dagger at the heart.

I've never seen a devil cry,
But even Satan would shed a tear for this.
Free this earth,
From the clutches,
Of undeserving punishment.

Why, what could explain,
Make up for this?
I'm doubting you,
Great Creator,
How could you let this happen?

It seems now more than ever there is more suffering than light. We are slowly dipping below the sun, turning into an abyss of the world we once knew. Alas, even though times are tough, we are humans. A race defined by our uncanny ability to bounce back. We are strong enough to see through the inky pitch of today! I know that there will come a time where we drag ourselves from the trench, but for now the least we can do is keep pushing. Because if we lose faith in a brighter future, we will be victims of our own defeat subject to a world akin to your worst nightmare. I think I speak for all of us today when I say that things could be better. But I am confident they will be soon. Never lose hope, for we are only as good as we let ourselves be. Times will change but it is up to us to make them change and not be blinded by the disastrous things that have been sent our way. Be human, have courage, and don't lose sight of that perfect place. Have a great night everyone, I hope for the sake of all of us that we as a people may rise from the ashes and spread a new wing. Become the Phoenixes of modern Earth, and never back down.

#god #earth #us #humans #hope #light #darkness #faith #death #courage

Jack Groundhog 1d

Day or night

In the night of purple murky clouds
that fell from heaven, a heavy haze
envelops the old palace, a velvet shroud
that blinds all but the keenest gaze.

Yet there atop the palace gates,
a spotlight sends out golden blades
to slice the velvet and spite its weight:
gleaming swords by brighter spirits made —

A signal to the clouds, return up high,
cast off their shroud and kiss the sky.

Inspired by a photo I took in dark fog at night at Sanssouci Palace. (Yes, it’s a Hendrix reference.)

#depression #redemption #jimihendrix #night #fog #darkness

Maria 3d

Greyness

A new day is come, but the greyness is here.
All streets and faces are still grey.
It seems as usual, but this grey sky
Drives me crazy in whole to the extreme.

I see grey asphalt before my eyes.
Sick grey thoughts are overpowering.
It seems as usual, but something’s wrong.
This allout greyness’s cheekily inhering.

I open the window, I want to breathe.
And this grey air arrows me roughly.
It happens boldly, it happens rude.
The air grips me unceremoniously.

The greyness is becoming the part of me.
Even my coffee is cloudy grey.
I’d like to wrap and sleep till snow.
Just want to know it won’t be grey.

This poem is about the state of dark fatality inside and the full emptiness around...

#greyness #loneness #sadness #fatality #darkness

seth stosberg 5d

Love, but hurting

For healing is tender, a journey, a quest, 
To piece together this heart that won't rest,
 I reach for your hand and I seek to be free, but I’m stuck in my head
heart once full now bears its shell,
 Though stitched and sewn by hands of grace, 
A puzzle missing its rightful place.
With you beside, a guiding light, 
But darkness lingers, cloaked in night, 
Your laughter sings, a tender tune, 
Yet here within, I fight the gloom.
Thoughts swirl like leaves in autumn’s breath, Each whisper heralding a silent death, 
I wear a smile, a fragile guise, 
But drown in waves of silent cries.
A soul entwined, we stand as one, 
Yet still I grapple, forever run,
 For even love, with all its might, 
Can’t mend the fractures deep in fright.
So hand in hand, we tread this road, 
While sorrow’s weight still hangs and grows, 
In tandem steps, for joy we strive, 
Yet pain, it seems, refuses to die.

#hurt #love #darkness #sorrow

Bello Micheal Oluwatimileyin 5d

Searching the inner core

Corpses of words litter my lips,
adorned with embellishments of ellipses.
I speak in tongues of madness, yet
papers crumple, lifeless, devoid of muse.

Darkness streaks across the skyway like faraway stars,
a lone luminary twinkling before me.
Meanwhile, my mind creaks with a low hum,
a spectator to the whirlwind thoughts that dissipate into nothing.

Through my varied feelings, truth slips away,
bad words shatter their chains, and darkness loses its shadow.
I hope for a tryst that awakens the muse,
and a tongue that speaks the muse, in all its hues.

~Mikelson

#YPCweeklychallenge

When you have a lot to write but cannot connect to your muse. We have many visual and auditory scenes that can arouse us to write. The earth pleads with tears, we see it on the street, in the house as parents-child suffer backlash.

You can write again and again and again until you come alive again as an executioner.

#darkness #muse

Kiernan Norman 7d

Swallowing the Night that Swallowed Me Whole

The stars blinked out one by one,
and for a second, I thought I had won.
You always said I needed too much,
that the world owed me nothing.

But I wanted the debt anyway—
wanted it piled high enough
to scrape the edge of the moon.
I wanted the universe to notice
how I stayed up nights,
bartering my breath for forgiveness
and my spine for love.

I thought the quiet was mine to keep.
I thought I had tamed it—
a wild joy, caged
in the ruins of what we built.

I bartered with silence,
traded my dreams for detours,
hoping to bend the night into something
I could swallow whole—
but it swallowed me first.

The dark wasn’t empty.
It was you—sharp as every breath
I tried to hold, under a sky
too proud to care if I fell beneath it.

And the stars?
They just didn’t want to watch anymore.

#longing #stars #sky #heartbreak #grief #yearning #indifference #moon #night #darkness

DJQuill 7d

Cold is the night

The night feels cold once more-
A blizzard through the mist,
Freezing every lonely soul.

I’m here,
A victim of the dark,
Shivering under my blankets,
With my eyes fixated above-
A never-ending darkness
Filled with shining stars,
A guiding light to something bigger,
And that is you-
Reflective light shining above me.

No matter how bright you shine,
Your beauty is seen but untouchable-
A fish in the deep black,
Nearly impossible to catch.

Still laying here,
Shivering under my blankets.
Music in my head,
my only companion-
A fireplace in the middle of this forest of devastation,
A place where shadows lure me out of comfort

Following me with a familiar tune,
something like this:
“Such a lonely night,
And it’s mine
It’s a night
I’m glad I survived.”

Witnessing the change of nature now,
We will soon meet again,
O Queen of the darkness-
Torture of us outcasts,

When will the night
Feel warm again?
For the answer,
I’ll wait.

#night #lonely #darkness #cold

Odd Odyssey Poet Jan 6

The darkness

I heard the darkness was freeing – for in it you cannot see your
mistakes; and would I be wrong to assume that’s where *******
children are made?

I heard the darkness was freeing – that even if you looked at your
ugly reflection, that part of yourself would always seem so far
away…

The dark, can be uncomfortable – sometimes; but also warming
in your worst times – all you can do is withstand the slow erosion
of your happier memories; the darkness has seen me bare; it has
cradled my tears, and for a fleeting moment, it made me feel loved,
only to turn its back and betray.

I heard the darkness was freeing – for when you felt like nothing,
you could be a peaceful nothing in this endless nothing place

I heard the darkness was freeing – it grants me a semblance of
acceptance, allowing me to revel in the very things that bring me
shame – oh, how I ought to flee from this place, yet it soothes the
burdens of the day.

#darkness #shame #life #pain

Adrianna Price Dec 2024

Anxiety

Overwhelming thoughts and feelings,
Spiraling down a deep, dark hole.
I can’t breathe—I just keep reeling,
Haunted by the places I’ve lost control.

Every step feels like a mistake,
A path of ruin I can’t escape.
Friendships hollow, love a lie,
No one sees the pain I hide.
I cannot breathe, I cannot be—
What’s so deeply wrong with me?

For a moment, I’m fine, the storm recedes,
But the calm is fleeting, and chaos breeds.
The weight crashes down; I can’t bear the sound,
A tidal wave pulling me deeper to drown.
I know I’m broken, but why like this?
These sudden storms leave me breathless.

My heart is a horse on a racetrack,
Thundering, pounding, faster, faster.
No winner in this endless chase—
Just relentless thoughts, quickening pace.
“Are you okay?” they ask; I nod,
Hiding the battle, a perfect facade.
“It’s just a headache,” I quietly lie,
While inside, I fail and cry.

I try to focus, try to breathe,
But the darkness whispers, “You’ll never leave.”
Every effort feels destined to fail,
A silent scream in an endless gale.

#anxiety #mental #illness #emotions #turmoil #darkness #feelings #haunted

irinia Dec 2024

Mystical

Shrouded in this mystical darkness
The tenderness of fog a good company
The winter silence reinventing its language
The inception of tears suspended
How wonderful to love everything as it is
Like trees love the patience of earth

Happy New Year!

#mystical #darkness #winter