Darkness

Peace

Solitude is peace.

 

You don’t have to listen to others.

 

When you’re alone,

 

You can shut out humanity’s corruption.

 

 

 

Nightfall holds no meaning.

 

If you’re at peace, let be.

 

Sunlight holds no meaning.

 

If you’re at peace, let be.

 

 

 

How peaceful it is to be alone.

 

To be alone is to meditate.

 

To meditate is to see truth.

 

To see truth is to be at peace.

 

 

 

You don’t have to listen to others.

 

A family isn’t needed for peace.

 

The light that lives inside,

 

You’ll see it even better when alone.

 

 

 

Reside alone with only the light.

 

With the light by your side,

 

You will feel no loneliness,

 

Only solitude, only peace.

 

 

 

If you seek the light,

 

You won’t find it in people.

 

If you seek the dark,

 

Finding the light will be easy.

 

 

 

If you find the light,

 

You won’t need people.

 

You’ll have the light,

 

And you’ll know peace.

 

 

 

Should you forget about people?

 

No, even though you don’t need them,

 

Remember this,

 

They might need you.

 

 

 

Live for peace.

 

Live knowing death.

 

All life dies, yet lives on.

 

Death comes and peace remains.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I hope people can make some sense of what I was saying. Sometimes I just spill my emotions onto a page and end up not sure if it's even logical.

 

I felt like writing this because in the past few years I've dwelled on the darkness I see in myself and other people - the corruption. I see so much of it that I tend to lose sight of what's good. For a while I dwelled on the darkness and felt content with hatred. I hated the human race. I wanted to watch it die because in my mind everyone, including myself, deserved it. But now I've found peace in solitude and prayer/meditation. Even though I still easily see bad things in myself and other people I've become a little more numb to them. I'm more able to highlight the good things in people. I've done this by turning not to people themselves, but to something higher, much higher. I crave solitude and time alone so that I can reflect on this, and so that I'm not so sickened by the world around me.

Prince

The Prince of darkness

My bright and shining star

The greatest Prince of them all

Watch him dance and sing

 

Watch him go

A sexy style

His sweet style

Melts your heart

 

Makes you smile

Snap your fingers

Tap your toes

My Prince

 

Watch him dance

The way he moves

He is enough

To drive you wild

 

Those bedroom eyes

Lips so sweet

Love me tender

Love me wild

 

.....My Prince.......

 

 

Burderned

Spent most of my life, trapped in the dark

Chasing some sort of light, mindset so stark

I go deep into the darkness, all consumed

But somehow I emerge, hope renewed

It happens every time, like it's a game

Every day wondering, is this my last play

Focused mindset, clouded by negativity

Hoping, praying, for a moment of serendipity

This light that I'm chasing, it seems to fade

The edges of my sanity, they seem so frayed..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I don't remember writing this. I was looking through a notepad I sometimes write in, saw this and thought I'd upload it. This is the first poem I've uploaded. The art of English is not a great subject for me. All comments welcome, negative and positive.

it doesnt shine for fuck's sake.

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PHILOSOPHICAL SS

the darkness doesn't shine within you.

impossible.
it smothers,
sometimes so delicate and lightly with skilled seduction

it conditions you for its welcome
sometimes forceful and passionately dark,

 like the night and fears wrapped into one cloak

it forces you homelike into the darkness

where the peace is only a temporary ruse

manipulation to ready you for your deathly dangle

again and again.
sometimes it appears helpless

 and calls you in with longing and pain-filled eyes.

it prays upon your light

and draws it out of you good-natureldly

and makes you feel needed,

promising to love the light...
but oh, the smothering is the most cunning of all these things,
learning to breathe with light is not an easy thing,
you must learn wise and sacrifice for together these are
powerful things.
what glitters is the cold
what shines is the soul
what covers is the darkness
what opens is the light
anyone clothed in darkness is only one thought away from light
and that is that they must deny the power of the dark

 as it is no match for the holy light.

a soul is not permitted to stay too long in one or the other,
that's why the sun and the moon were made

and each disappear behind a shroud, here and other,

 to make you understand how it is that love and hate go around,
for one must contrast the other
each as capable but none is sustainable.
so thus measure your darkness with the balance of light
and enjoy the strength you gain in the fight
may you endeavour in the end to not let the other win
and then may your soul take flight,
a higher journey is always in touch or in sight!

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Dark Sonnet

 

Great sorrow hurts beyond all pain in life, 
Transcending fleeting times without sweet strife. 
When hope returns into one's lonely soul, 
Depression follows suit to take its toll.
When sorrow fades beneath the sun' bright hold, 
Black clouds will drown out all the light like mold. 
Dark heralds will proclaim into the night,
And spread their truths out like a toxic blight.
Dreams put to sleep by people's boundless hate, 
And the lonely dreamers struck down by fate. 
Silver angels shed their immortal tears.
 Death unto all to soothe all eternal fears.
Souls do not thrive without joy without love. 
All to lament the falling broken dove.
 
 
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And 10,000 Miles Left in Question

Gone and running in an irreversible tension
And 10,000 miles left in question
Of ideas we just forget to mention

And the thoughts are left in the dark and disappear
and in comes walking, the unavoidable fear
A unknown direction, a road we somehow got sucked in to steer

Trying to take calm within the unpredictable shadows
Take control of your senses and dodge your arrows
and forget all of the anxiousness that somehow follows





Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was on the bus and the beginning part just clicked in my head,

The rest I came up within a few minutes.

If I Am to Lose These Eyes

If  I am to lose these eyes

Strip me then now of these lies

 

Take me to this darkness wonder

In harmony of the black of slumber

Forever to stay shut, anchored in a sea under

and yet though, I do not believe in such thunder

 

You can take me away from one thing

But I will find a way to still chirp and sing

You can take my legs and swallow love's promised ring

But I'll still find a way to flap a broken wing

 


And if I am to die..?

I can walk away, with open eyes.

Who Am I?

I am a shadow, long gone
I am forgotten, disappointments spawn
I am the weeping, in nights silent hour
From society, who savors the sour
I am the dark, stuck within my fears
I am denied, to them and all who hears
I was a dreamer, now hiding within my sleep
From the all of the promises that I can not keep
I am a shadow, long gone

I loved, and I loved you well.
Even after you challenge me hell
I remember, she parted us, you and I
She kissed your cracks, promising you lies
She left you broken, by the dead
But me, I wanted you by my side, to cherish instead




Author's Notes/Comments: 

An old class assignment I digged up.

It was supposed to be more simple and straightforward.

But I remember, I couldn't help myself from twisting it up

 

Which results with this

 

Enter My Fear

All of the welcoming emotion suddenly dies.
and the darkness shrouds the land in only misery's cries.

 

Enter grief!
A timeless ocean. 
Trapped of despair, trapped without relief
Enter the moon!
Endless racing of the thoughts.
Including you alone, trapped dead inside an empty room

The dead is holding you stiff once more!
Staring into your eyes, never have you felt so gone before

The time comes again, to pit against all that is you
Will you ever find the part of you that is actually true?

Paint the sky bleak
Consider everything we cannot speak

The one painting with the sun I painted as a child is lost.
Reality has broken the barrier, this is the ultimate cost