Dark Poetry

[black angel]

Darkness
i walk into the room
with a blade in my hand
feeling darkness and gloom
nobody understands me
i hear a scream
the blade quickly falls on the floor
i open the door
there's nothing arround
the room full with darkness
the only light i see is the Moon
i hope dawn will come soon
my mind is saying:"get out"
i look behind
i'm seeing a ghost
i think i'm outta of my mind....

mislam deka dovolno vi bese za primer....

 

[Bada Bing!]

Shitness

How shitty
shit actually is
seriously
it smells shitty
looks shitty
and tastes
shitty
The more you shit
The more you exist
Existence is a state
of shitness

 

[black angel]

Shitness

How shitty
shit actually is
seriously
it smells shitty
looks shitty
and tastes
shitty
The more you shit
The more you exist
Existence is a state
of shitness

ne mozese nesto po seriozno da napises ne e shitty poetry tuku dark poetry

 

[}I{BuTtErFlY]

The Children of the Night



For those that never know the light,
The darkness is a sullen thing;
And they, the Children of the Night,
Seem lost in Fortune's winnowing.

But some are strong and some are weak, --
And there's the story. House and home
Are shut from countless hearts that seek
World-refuge that will never come.

And if there be no other life,
And if there be no other chance
To weigh their sorrow and their strife
Than in the scales of circumstance,

'T were better, ere the sun go down
Upon the first day we embark,
In life's imbittered sea to drown,
Than sail forever in the dark.

But if there be a soul on earth
So blinded with its own misuse
Of man's revealed, incessant worth,
Or worn with anguish, that it views

No light but for a mortal eye,
No rest but of a mortal sleep,
No God but in a prophet's lie,
No faith for "honest doubt" to keep;

If there be nothing, good or bad,
But chaos for a soul to trust, --
God counts it for a soul gone mad,
And if God be God, He is just.

And if God be God, He is Love;
And though the Dawn be still so dim,
It shows us we have played enough
With creeds that make a fiend of Him.

There is one creed, and only one,
That glorifies God's excellence;
So cherish, that His will be done,
The common creed of common sense.

It is the crimson, not the gray,
That charms the twilight of all time;
It is the promise of the day
That makes the starry sky sublime;

It is the faith within the fear
That holds us to the life we curse; --
So let us in ourselves revere
The Self which is the Universe!

Let us, the Children of the Night,
Put off the cloak that hides the scar!
Let us be Children of the Light,
And tell the ages what we are!

 

[Bada Bing!]

Сарказмот е прилично мрачен.

 

[¯\_(ツ)_/¯]

bad-a you hurt блек енџлс филингз ју бастард!!!

 

[}I{BuTtErFlY]

Supremacy



There is a drear and lonely tract of hell
From all the common gloom removed afar:
A flat, sad land it is, where shadows are,
Whose lorn estate my verse may never tell.
I walked among them and I knew them well:
Men I had slandered on life's little star
For churls and sluggards; and I knew the scar
Upon their brows of woe ineffable.

But as I went majestic on my way,
Into the dark they vanished, one by one,
Till, with a shaft of God's eternal day,
The dream of all my glory was undone, --
And, with a fool's importunate dismay,
I heard the dead men singing in the sun.

 

[black angel]

Supremacy



There is a drear and lonely tract of hell
From all the common gloom removed afar:
A flat, sad land it is, where shadows are,
Whose lorn estate my verse may never tell.
I walked among them and I knew them well:
Men I had slandered on life's little star
For churls and sluggards; and I knew the scar
Upon their brows of woe ineffable.

But as I went majestic on my way,
Into the dark they vanished, one by one,
Till, with a shaft of God's eternal day,
The dream of all my glory was undone, --
And, with a fool's importunate dismay,
I heard the dead men singing in the sun.

mnogu dobro pisuvas!

 

[burn84]

Shitness

How shitty
shit actually is
seriously
it smells shitty
looks shitty
and tastes
shitty
The more you shit
The more you exist
Existence is a state
of shitness

:pos2::pos2::pos2: бада иако ја упропастуваш темата -ама ја упропастуваш царски онака мерак да ти е .
Закон

 

[Gadfly Baba]

:pos2::pos2::pos2: бада иако ја упропастуваш темата -ама ја упропастуваш царски онака мерак да ти е .
Закон

Не ја упропастува,колку само е длабока и мрачна песната(поемата),уште подлабока и помрачна ако пушти вода:pos2:...

Ме инспириравте сите...

 

[Rikiboy]

Betrayer...
In truth it was I who was betrayed
Still I'm haunted,still I'm hated
Now my blind eyes see what others cannot..
That sometimes the hand of fate
Must be forced......

Now go forth...
Unleash the tides of doom
Upon all of those
Who would oppose us

 

[Nemiseverue]

Колку убаво, македонските деца не знаат да пишуваат мрачни песни на макеоднски, што мора да значи дека немаат мрачни мисли... каква младина прекрасна имаме...

 

[Gadfly Baba]

Еве една и единствена на час по англиски во средно што ја напишав,клучни зборови беа Apple Tree.

The Apple Tree

I love laying by the apple tree
where i eat lots of apples for free
Its been a while since then
i went to my apple tree again
The apples were great
So as my dear old mate
He was all decomposed and ugly
hes eyes were looking sadly
I love laying by the apple tree
where i buried all my friends next to me.

Толку од мене на темава:devil:

 

[black angel]

Еве една и единствена на час по англиски во средно што ја напишав,клучни зборови беа Apple Tree.

The Apple Tree

I love laying by the apple tree
where i eat lots of apples for free
Its been a while since then
i went to my apple tree again
The apples were great
So as my dear old mate
He was all decomposed and ugly
hes eyes were looking sadly
I love laying by the apple tree
where i buried all my friends next to me.

Толку од мене на темава:devil:

mi se sviga rimata

 

[Raziel]

Колку убаво, македонските деца не знаат да пишуваат мрачни песни на макеоднски, што мора да значи дека немаат мрачни мисли... каква младина прекрасна имаме...

Сега ќе ти докажам дека знаеме да пишуваме мрачни песни на Макеоднски...

Отпадок
Сака да биде повеќе
не сака да биде празен,евтин
Беден,ништожен,
украсен,нашминкан
Сака да биде убав
но...му горчи
Вистината
смислата му се губи од видик
убавите нозе го лажат
бедник вљубен во формата
прескокнувач на смислата
гледа во виножитото
а здивот на маглата доаѓа
не му е гајле
плиток е
не сака да знае
не го интересира
Ме боли за него
страв ми е
ги сакам црвите