Pages tagged with Dark

A story of loss and the depression which follows it. A journey through the broken mind of one silent individual, The Lonely One.

Mankind toils and labours to find something of value in the mines of this world , but God sees the true value of man in our hearts.

Made it similar to what you'd read in a science-fiction novel. EXTREMELY dark; be prepared. Enjoy.

Vampyres interest most people because it reflects the inner need for something that can be unobtainable! This piece has a rather interesting twist so you might read and enjoy. and then again you might not!!!!!

The word desire has many meanings, but what does it mean to you? Read on to find out more.

The first is a short pause-for-thought poem with several alternate but related interpretations. A second poem, also brief, is another nature tone with imputed darkness, violence and sensuality, but little ambiguity of meaning. The third is a very brief blink of thought for poets - no...

A simple Ballad about Lady Enticement. Short and concise.

I held you tight through the night when you trembled. I will protec you.

Many years later, I am not proud of myself, but at the time, I was eleven years old, and to me, this was just the funniest thing. My little friends and I laughed all the way home.

Darkness, or evil, is encroaching, so be wary, and fight it off!

Daily Life can be all but mundane, but using your natural talents are the key to escape.

You slip into bed, you rest your weary head on the pillow.....what was that?

This is a poem written for the broken -hearted appealing to them to not give up at the first hurdle - in a the form of a prayer .

A short poem about going mad, with only yourself to blame.

A poem about the times you wonder where your true love may be.

Takes a look at the obstacles we have to face in order to prosper in life. Also focuses on the feelings experienced and actions taken during these troubling and often extremely painful times

My review of the poetry book, A Crimson Tide by author Lena Kovadlo.

This is the continuation of my story from Creation through to Salvation - as I see it.

A short poem about how despair destroys the bearer- how despair leads to destruction of the mind, and then to hatred, and then revenge...

An Iambic tetrameter poem. Surreal and spiritual, transfers to altered dimensions.

What i think a guardian angels life must be like. I know we think there all good, but maybe they like to complain just like us

Her warmth is gone, and her light has faded, but the sun is still there, only shaded!

So many years by your side and I did not realize. How many secrets can a person have? How many lies can you say in a day?

In the 1950's factory work was the lowest form of work. The culture of wasting a life in a factory bought anger and hatred into the workplace. This is one of those factories.

"It’s clear – sunny deadly town, its square with old young bones is lined. Cold furtive faces wave the flag and soldiers guard them and the time..."