Poems About: DARK

In this page, poems on / about “dark” are listed.

  • 229.
    In The Dark

    In the dark there is a calming sense,
    In the dark there is a silence,
    In the dark there is nothing,
    There is no you, read more »

    Harper Gibson
  • 230.
    Dark Eyes

    DARK EYES

    I LOOK UPON THE DARKENED SKIES,
    ALL I SEE IS HIS DARK EYES. read more »

    Rik Bertrand
  • 231.
    The Dark Hill

    On dark hill, in moonlight
    A lone stranger struggles through the night
    With hopes dashed and dreams torn asunder
    Though dark flowers he slowly wanders read more »

    Monkee Thompson
  • 232.
    In the Dark I Sit

    In the dark I sit
    A picture on the wall
    Eyes staring observing me
    Talks to me tells me I’m valueless read more »

    eboni paul
  • 233.
    She Likes The Dark

    She likes the dark
    It keeps her sane
    She likes the dark
    It makes the maddness go away read more »

    Ashley Meier
  • 234.
    voice of night

    voice....voice of night
    in the dark forest
    walk by the fear
    shadow of trees read more »

    Aidin Azarkerdar
  • 235.
    Layin Here In The Dark

    Layin here in the dark
    Wrapped in a lovers embrace
    Even in the dark of night
    I know Heaven put you in this place read more »

    norman hale
  • 236.
    in the dark

    in the dark i stood for a long time
    with no one to hold and no one to care

    in the dark i learned to keep everything inside read more »

    damaris perez
  • 237.
    My poetic meditation

    My poetic meditation


    Friday,2 October 2009 read more »

    James Hart
  • 238.
    VENOM VOID

    venom of rejected has polluted and poisoned
    manufactured lies where no smoke nor fire thrive
    but not the heart of truthful soul the sacred seat
    venomous mind slithered silently darkly on read more »

    shokat habib
  • 239.
    IT

    It was dark in the morning,
    it was darker than night.
    It was dark when the moon shone,
    and it was dark when the sun shined, read more »

    David Taylor
  • 240.
    The Dark Belongs to the Feral Ones

    A lone assistant, an all-night stand
    Somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
    Flash of a blade behind a door
    The dark belongs to the feral ones read more »

    sheena blackhall
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