The Day Began Well
At mid-day when the darkness fell
did you not see those demons from hell?
Did you not hear the bells ring out
and the weeping angels wail and shout?
Before the darkness this was a happy place,
people wore smiles upon their face.
Then came the dark and the churches filled,
goats stood shackled to the windowsills.
An ill wind blew down the town’s main street,
the silence was broken by a deafening bleat.
An inherent sence of evil, dread, and gloom,
brought no peace of mind this afternoon.
From different directions voices could be heard,
preachers shouted their God filled words.
In makeshift churches the repentant cried out,
whilst hymns could be heard amid their shout.
It was as if they knew that the end was nigh,
hopelessness and despair filled every eye.
With sinister foreboding in their thoughts and heart
the darkness demons tore their souls apart.
poem by Orlando Belo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
A step from the darkness
A step from the darkness, into the light
The dark pulls me back, but I chose to fight
The dark is bad, it’s full with harm
It can make you feel at home, with its darkness charm
But I’ve been there for too long, and it’s time to get out
So darkness back away, and hear me shout
I let the light take me, it’s a better place there
Filled with fun and laughter, and people who care
So light lead me to good, take away the bad
I wish to be happy, not always sad
poem by Lisa French
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Heaven N Hell! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! : (
A place of wonder,
A place of grief,
Where float angels and demons.
Flowers n flames surrounding em,
In a place they call HEAVEN n HELL.
Heaven is like sweet surprise
While, OH! Hell is where torture rise
Heaven blooms with happiness n wise,
While hell craves for revenge n cries.
A lovely place, many say,
With faces beaming day and day
I'm dying of misery, many cry
With dark faces and tear soaked eyes.
Angels gaze at heavens door,
The evil sneer of demons that stroll.
Darkness fails to conquer heaven
While light captures hell
Happiness starts from heavens door
While hell is filled with grief n more
U cannot escape the misery in hell,
While heaven is a place free from spell.
poem by Harshika Ram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The World Is In Pain
This world was once as bright as gold
With happy people young and old
But then as the people tell
To the evil goodness began to sell
The world wasn’t as bad as it is
With people’s tears coming out as rain
It wasn’t filled with darkness
It wasn’t like today - The World Is In Pain
And as the darkness began to prevail
So says the story tellers tale
From bad to worse, and worse to worst
It felt as if the whole world would burst
The world wasn’t filled with all sorts of crimes
With all the people going insane
The world wasn’t filled with killers and bandits
It wasn’t like today - The World Is In Pain
Now evil is ruling and angels are dieing
No truth is there and the people are lying
And as the truth is overpowered by lie
Over all places the dark clouds fly
The world wasn’t filled with lies
With search of truth ending in vain
The world wasn’t filled with darkness
It wasn’t like today - The World Is In Pain
poem by Vidushi Khera
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Cracks
A long log time ago
When I was bright and new
I thought all the world was good
And evil far and few
But now as I have grown with age
I know the horrid facts
The world is not a perfect place
It's filled with lots of cracks
Some cracks filled with terror
Others filled with death
Many crawling with dark beasts
That steal away your breath
Caverns full of darkness
Streams of flowing blood
Chambers where the inoccent lie
Naked in the mud
Demons run amuck here
In the place we call the world
Where log ago the angels flew
And inoccent children twirled
That joyous place has burnned to ash
In a thousand roaring fires
And in the ruins of the flames
Run murderers, thieves, and liars
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Angel of Darkness
An Angel with Broken Wings,
Torn by the Demons that have risen
from the Everlasting Darkness below.
Falling further into Hell,
Forgotten and Abandoned by all
of the Angels that he Trusted.
Finally realizing the Painful Truth
No One has ever Cared for him,
His Trust has been Betrayed.
Two options are left for this Condemned Angel.
Accept his Demise and die an Angel of Light
or Fight and become an Angel of Darkness
He chose to become the Angel of Darkness
after replacing his White Angel Wings,
with the Dark Black Wings of a Demon.
Now he has Vowed to Kill all of the Angels
that have Decieved him with False Feelings,
and those who have Plotted Against him.
With this newfound Reason to Live
his Life now has Meaning,
As an Angel among Demons.
This Angel is finally where he Belongs.
Living with the Demons in the Dark Abyss
after being Accepted and becoming their Leader.
Vincent Toll
poem by Vincent Toll
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
An August Day
I found myself standing in a cornfield
on a warm summer’s day.
A Sunday wind blew into my face
and carried me away.
It swept me high into the sky
until I was a cloud so white.
My whisper of hello echoed out,
which brought a flash of light.
The northern wind became annoyed
and brought darkness to the sky.
Roars of thunder shook the heavens,
which caused the clouds to cry.
Strings of jagged flashes fired down,
as the blackness held back the light.
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to wake you, ” I shouted,
which calmed the heaven’s might.
Tranquillity filled the darkness,
which led to its fracture by the sun.
Threads of light became beams,
leaving the day as it begun.
poem by Orlando Belo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A Wandering Star
You filled the aching longing
Of a lonely wandering star
You bridged a yawning chasm
When you saw me from afar
I heard your cry from darkness
And the blackness of the night
You cried ' I've come to set you free.'
'I've come to give you sight.'
What could fill this aching longing?
What could bridge this vast expanse?
What could render sight to blind?
And cause dead feet to dance
Could hopelessness be turned to hope?
Could darkness turn to light?
Could sin be gone and sting no more?
And end this endless night
And soon enough I found it so
In Christ my risen King
The darkness fled from my lonely heart
A heart that now can sing
And hopelessness gave place to hope
His joy now fills my soul
The chasm bridged, the darkness light
His will became my only goal
So thank you Lord, you gave me sight
When you saw me from afar
You forgave my sins and set me free
No longer now a wandering star
poem by Frank McEleny
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Hope
an angel a bridge
of heart
Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness
Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness
Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness
Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness
Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness Darkness
a light
of humanity tree
He Heard My Plea
(6/29/12)
The rains were coming down as heavy as can be
Lightning was covering the black skies
As far as I could see.
The rolling thunder deafening to my ears
As my heart filled with fear.
No place to run to - no place to hide
As I fell to my knees and started to cry.
I prayed to GOD to protect me
Cause I just wanted to get back to my family.
The thunder seemed to subside, as I opened up my eyes
Through the darkness of the clouds
A light came shining through
And like a spotlight it shone down on me
Then I knew the LORD heard my plea.
The rains were still coming down
Yet not a dropp on me was found.
I felt a calmness come over me
As if I had been set free.
I rushed straight home and there my family stood
Just like I knew that they would.
They always feared when they heard
the rolling thunder, and saw the lightning in the sky
And they would pray, just like I.
I hugged them and again I thanked the LORD
For giving me this opportunity - to be with my family.
If he heard my plea when I prayed
Why can't you do the same?
poem by Louis Rams
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Dominion Day
In my darkness
I hear jesus crying.
In my darkness
I see children savage and blind.
In my darkness
I see dead men kneel before the cross.
In my darkness
I hear the voice of evil.
Disciples, dark angels,
This is dominion day
My demons, come to me
This is dominion day
In his darkness
I can feel the storm come.
In his darkness
Holy water burns my soul.
In his darkness
A grave waits for you at heavens gate.
In his darkness
I hear screams that hide the voice of god.
Come children of eden
Pray to me on dominion day.
Pray for your salvation,
Sanctuary on dominion day
My soul, save me.
In his mercy,
He will bring the disease.
In his mercy
He will burn the oceans.
In his mercy
He will tear the sky down.
In his mercy
He will make pain eternal.
Your nightmare is breathing
This is dominion day.
Welcome to your saviour
This is dominion day.
This is my new kingdom.
This is dominion day.
Creation bleeds for me.
This is dominion day.
song performed by by Gary Numan
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Three Hours of Darkness
When upon the Cross of Calvary, great darkness fell for all to see,
For three hours upon the land, a darkness many didn’t understand,
That time after Christ was crucified, the time He suffered and died,
A time filled with silence too, when Christ had died for me and you.
Darkness surrounded His death, as He approached His last breath,
Darkness on the land was unfurled, around The Light of The World.
Silence fell on the mocking crowd, whose evil shout was very loud,
As the light scattered the darkness, hearts again, showed hardness.
Upon Christ God placed on Him, the darkened iniquity of man’s sin,
Made to be sin for Adam’s race, upon that cross He took our place,
And God couldn’t look and see, that sin Christ bore for you and me,
So through that dark span of time, God the Father had turned aside.
As Christ was on that bloody stake, the Son, the Father did forsake,
He gave His spirit, at His last breath, to His Father, as He saw death,
The earth quaked, opening graves, and bodies of saints were raised,
And as that Temple Curtain torn, the Age of Grace by God was born.
A soldier with sword and rod, said “surely that was The Son of God.”
The Son of God for all sinners lost, was taken down from the cross,
Thinking of that cross, we must recall, the Lamb of God died for all,
He died upon a bloody stake, so His Resurrection we could partake.
(Copyright ©04/2009)
Darkness Of...
Darkness is not the darkness of night
it is the darkness of mind and soul.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of discrimination between poor and rich.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of dishonesty.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of aggravate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is darkness of corruption.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of indiscipline.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of animosity.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of inveterate.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness of perjury.
darkness is not the darkness of night,
it is the darkness that we all brought up inside us,
so, light the lamp of light inside you...
poem by Suniya Garg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Light & Darkness
I remember light dimmed without darkness and darkness dimmed without light if you think about it there would be no light if there were no darkness, darkness needs lights, and light needs darkness, is that why heaven and hell do not fight, there calm but why.... they are enemies no? ....but even enemies know how to maintain balance... this light there is darkness on it... i see why.... what is light without darkness, if there were no darkness how would there be a light....... it would be a void of emptiness, thank you hells thank you heavens, thank you demons, thank you angels you know we must last so you maintain balance, you know of light and darkness......
poem by Richie Rampershad
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Angels and Demons
angels and demons are special adversaries
of God perfect creation; they are the stairway
and ladder of man’s salvation
in every deep prayer angels and demons
becomes the agent of change of every faith,
making them the wind that blows our mutual
Communication with God
understanding the nature would mean, a
beginning to know that eternity is something
a special place or a state of life, which the
teaching of the church called it heaven
angels and demons is the pathways where,
souls has come to see the light, beyond the
darkness memory of our destiny
angels and demons birth the salvation of what
the promise of Adam and Eve in the garden
of paradise; the same nature coupled with equal
immunity with different disguise and personality
tempting the weaknesses of man
the revelation of God's altenative, created to thy
glory of God, to test human loyalty and obedient
of thy holy name in the kingdom to come
grant thy existence of angels and demons, as part
of the master plan of salvation, for thy majesty
comes in a shinning armor to judge the living and
the dead, for each one will be judge according to
thy action
let then the intersession of angels to cast out the
demons living in our midst and may the kingdom
of the Lord God lives in our souls
poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Wonder
Amid the clouds and darkness,
my soul perches itself on the rooftop of the world.
Staring down, peering long,
into the fleeting puddle on the barren sun baked floor.
Drop by drop,
lifting into the heavens.
Like a lost soul,
searching for its ending.
As we all watch,
and envy its celestial path,
I wonder.
If demons and angels alike envy us the same
awed in our sinful ways.
Reaching their outstretched arms to the ends of their capabilities,
until only a teardropp filled the puddle once again,
until the ocean sucks the moisture out of hell itself.
As I peered long from the basement of the earth,
watching in silence,
the coveted, air like fineness,
whispered to me and said-
'Gold or led, happiness or dread, none will be satisfied without endless regret.'
poem by Joseph Ostapiuk
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Breakdown
In the coypus wake of darkness
demons from our dark side
invade our dreams portals
in hope to gain our soul.
Deeper into the darkness
they hide themselves in light
invading where they can
to permutated our being.
Our muddled thoughts confuse reality
as we tumble into the chasm
near the borders of madness
where our are demons are calling.
Abysses open at each step
hoping to have us tumble
into the platitudes of madness
to where our demons dwell.
3 April 2012
poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Need to Come Back Home
Home is where the heart is.
That is what they say.
Home is where the heart is.
So let me find my way
back to you.
I've wandered much too long,
seen a lot of sights,
drifted like a boat
'til darkness filled my nights
I've seen too many people
everywhere I've been.
And not one face I've seen
can replace the love I'm in.
*** So I need to come back home to the face I left behind.
I need to come back home to the place I left behind.
I need to come back home and find you once again
and let my wandering end.
Piano interlude
I've searched each place I've gone
never could sit tight.
Left my tracks behind
'til darkness filled my mind.
Guess I can't replace you.
Gotta journey back to you
swallow up my pride.
REPEAT ***
Home is where the heart is.
That is what I say.
Home is where the heart is
So let me find my way
back to you.
Words and Music by Edwina Reizer
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Now It's More Than Seven
So maybe I thought that I could be satisfied
I assure you, I tried
But my heart would not corporate
Even though I have yet to even recuperate
From old scar and old pain
My heart still throws itself every which way
I seek a peace I cannot attain
Because the evil of my heart is becoming my master this day
It tries to lead my life and my soul
It tries to lead me again as a whole
Because giving into darkness is natural
Because there's a piece of hell
In the innermost parts, locked away, locked- but not secure
Locked because there's no cure
Striving for light is what is learned
Striving for light should have turned
My darkness into that light
But instead I'm overtaken by more darkness- blackness of night
Darkness, that can be felt, darkness that can speak
I've found the opposite of what I seek
And now it's more than seven
And I feel farther from heaven
Now I've almost lost count
I no longer know that amount
My heart is like a mirror
First darkened and filled with horror
And then shattered into pieces
And each piece only a fraction of who I once was, if that was anything
Criss crossed and broken heart? no more
Shattered
poem by David Knox
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Divine destruction
I saw the divine creator God
who constructed the stars and space
and set planets in their place
reach out His mighty hand
against His earth,
make the bright moon tremble
go dark and disappear
and the end of earth was near.
The sky vibrated in shock,
forests, trees, flowers and plants
heard his dread command
birds, animals, wicked man
and demons shrieked,
growled in terror and wept
and even the Prince of darkness
was trembling on his knees.
I heard voices from near and far,
voices proclaiming that God is fair and just
and that the hour of his judgment is here.
He raised His hand against the sun
and it shuddered and became more intense
moved from its place in space
swallowing the earth into its fiery globe
and the old earth was destroyed
as if vaporized into naught
even the morning star, son of the dawn
could not repel that fiery hell.
poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Oh Love Filled Days
Oh happy day
Oh happy day
When Mary finds
She is entwined
With Grace Devine
Oh happy day
Oh happy day
Oh joyful day
Oh joyful day
When Jesus lay
On a pile of hay
Oh how the angels play
On Christmas day
Oh joyful day
Oh joyful day
Oh love filled day
Oh love filled day
When Jesus lay
In a lonely tomb
From the afternoon
Till he rose on Easter day
Oh love filled day
Oh love filled day
Oh happy day
Oh joyful day
Oh love filled day
Entered the earth
In the most humble way
Taught us how to pray
Took our sins away
Oh happy day
Oh joyful day
Oh love filled days
When he came to stay
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!