Darkness Poems Short Novels & Stories

Because if you go negative and full of doubts all the way, you would not solve anything. "Under the full blood moon, the wind gushed softly in the middle of dawn. Cries in the forest echoed and the man in the boat kissed the shadows of dark souls..." Lucia stated the riddle she remembered. I contemplated in silence. "I don't know what is the meaning behind that at all. No matter how I try, I just couldn't understand," Lucia said frustratedly. "Wait... the wind gushed softly in the middle of dawn... cries in the forest... the man kissed the shadows..." I mumbled slowly, trying to connect those words to each other to see a bigger picture.

I find it more pleasant than the sun scorching my skin. When we entered the small forest, the streetlights no longer reached the trees, and the path became dark. But the moonlight still illuminated some of the trail ahead; it was a perfect setting for a horror story. Sometimes, I still questioned why I walked through there at night, but if I took the street, I'd have to walk more than a kilometer, so the shortcut wasn't that bad.

He wasn’t smiling now. “OK?” I asked, squeezing my arm around his waist tighter. I couldn’t keep the smile off of my face. I loved him so much that it was almost painful. He gulped and nodded, pushing open the door. I looked in to see the room was in semi darkness. There were hundreds of little candles all scattered around, making the room flicker and look beautiful, the candles were reflected in the wall of mirrors. There were red and pink balloons floating along every single inch of the ceiling and some tied to the backs of chairs. There were bunches of red roses everywhere, red and pink rose petals scattered all over the wooden floor. It was beautiful.

Or it will stay in my mind, that’s bothersome. Dark with death- Same old town same old eyes – The final plea. Passing by, lights-red. words in lips and space. The piece of dust you see- when the light hits, out for sanity. Once upon a time stars died.

+ Why this location remained unfamiliar to me even it was all dark beyond our endeavor I can sense what road we walk in to,but this seems to be wrong. We've been travelling all night and it appears that darkness has joined us,the longest night without a day at first I was devastated when I knew it myself alone that it would have the possibility that it won't be back in normal again but in every fight I have between in our opponents all I can say is I used to be it. "Gavin,we need to rest we have enough this day we walk as if it is infinite" I softly inquired,his face perplexed by what I had said I know him.

This definitely meant the sun would be out in a few hours. “Well well well, boys. look what we have here.” A creepy voice came from the darkness of the forest, making the group almost jump in fright. Jake and Tomiwa quickly huddled and stood by Annabelle and Tisha while they held their weapons in alert. “SHOW YOURSELF!!” Tisha cried out in anger as she glanced around. For a while nothing could be heard.Then all of a sudden, 8 pairs of red eyes glowed in the darkness surrounding the four people. Tomiwa shrieked in fright as she saw the eyes and stayed close to Jake who was trying to compose him self.

I wanted to call Chelsea but I went against it and placed back my phone on the table. Maybe I would call her later. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep. It felt like I was floating in thin air like outta space. I was surrounded by darkness but at a far distance I could see a tunnel of light. I followed it and it led to a dark room. It was full of chains and dead skeletons. The place gave me the chills. Something was written on the wall in a red substance. BEWARE YOUR END IS NEAR. Before I could respond the room began spinning and everything turned pitch black. I woke up breathing hard. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and I turned on the lights.

Isadora: Darkness hunts me long before I close my eyes. I feel it as soon as I lie down—like a slow tide, like smoke curling beneath the door. It prowls the edges of my thoughts, velvet-soft and razor-sharp, and for a moment I wonder if sleep is just another trap waiting to spring. But exhaustion is a predator of its own, and it drags me under before I can fight. The dream is instant. Black sky. No stars.

The shadows danced mockingly, casting eerie shapes against the cold walls, taunting me with their silent laughter. I longed for reprieve, for a glimmer of light to pierce through the suffocating darkness and illuminate the path to salvation. But salvation remained elusive, a distant dream shrouded in the impenetrable veil of despair. The darkness pressed in on all sides, its oppressive weight-bearing down on me like a suffocating embrace. "When will it end?" I yearned for the warmth of human connection, for the comforting embrace of companionship, to banish the shadows that lurked in the recesses of my mind.

And then… Darkness.