Modern poetry about darkness

1. A modern poem describing the darkness of society. This is a society of desire.

This place is full of evil flowers.

This is a commodity society,

There are all kinds of transactions here.

This is a difficult society,

Buildings devour people's lives.

This is a cruel society,

You can't feel the fireworks.

This is a busy society,

Everyone is busy making a living.

This is a noisy society,

Machines have replaced human voices.

This is a gloomy society,

The gates of hell are open to people.

This is a society,

It is accelerating its own death.

2. What are the modern poems describing "darkness of mind" called Qinghai Lake?

This proud glass

For whom?

A desolate plateau

Who are the birds and salt in the sky lifted for?

The waves receded from lonely fingers.

White bird island surrounded by sons.

In a remote and dirty town.

Pride glass

Princess Qinghai, please hold me in your arms.

How poor, barren and dirty I am.

A pair of snow-white wings can only give me a moment of happiness.

I saw you flying in the sun.

Blue Princess of Qinghai Lake

My lonely fingers turned into snow-white birds in the sky

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Qinghai Lake is Haizi's later work. It is a good poem with gentle and implicit tone, which not only maintains the openness of language, but also has the natural rhythmic beauty of poetic rhythm.

Qinghai Lake is water, maternal, silent, eternal and full of oriental temperament (please refer to the original postscript of Only Water and Water). Haizi strangely imagined it as a wine glass. Wine is the essence of food and the essence of life growing on the earth. If the water is quiet, then the wine is warm and intuitive, representing a sudden touch. As Haizi wrote in Wine Glass, "wine, stone cells are imprisoned and released by lightning".

In the paragraph "A proud wine glass/Princess of Qinghai, please hold me in your arms", Haizi also compared Qinghai Lake to a princess. The princess is a symbol of purity. Haizi decorated Qinghai Lake with purity and longed to sink into it, which showed his desire for purity. "I see you flying from the sun", the sun is the embodiment of truth and order, and also symbolizes the poet's yearning for the ultimate unity of poetry and truth. In this poem, "Sun" contains these meanings. Qinghai Lake comes from the sun, which shows that it is the seed of truth.

"Desolate plateau" refers to the desolation of the plateau. Compared with the water in Qinghai Lake, the plateau is land and closer to the sky. The plateau is desolate and the earth is desolate. Haizi decorated the plateau with desolation, but decorated his hometown with "filth". At the moment, the poet of In a Dirty Town is far away from his dirty hometown, and he is more eager to make himself no longer dirty and desolate. He wants to throw himself into the pure Qinghai Lake and let the pure lake wash away his filth.

The third paragraph of the poem reads: "The waves recede from the lonely finger/white bird island, surrounded by sons/in a dirty town far away." For example, the "son" in Spring and Ten Haizi is the lyrical subject of division, and such examples include "You come from afar/I go to a distant place" (a poem in the night) and so on. The dirtiness of hometown brings the dirtiness and desolation of Haizi (the lyric subject). Dirty can make pure lake water clean, but desolate, even if there is pure lake water, what's the use? In "Motherland or Dreams as Horses", the lyrical subject said that he was "empty and tired" and had accomplished nothing, so wasting his life was the most intolerable. It is better to live a miserable life than to die solemnly (diary 1 1, 8, 1986, described by Christopher). Poverty means futility, which means the failure of pursuing truth and home. On the one hand, I am eager to lead an honest and clean life, on the other hand, I am a martyr in vain and die solemnly.

In the fourth paragraph, Haizi longs for the purest part of truth to wash himself, and longs for purity and truth. What a beautiful scene it is at this moment when Haizi is lyrical. However, "a pair of snow-white wings can only give me a moment of happiness", which shows that these pure things still can't completely wash away the darkness in his heart. This purity and beauty can only last for a moment. In this way, what's the point of leading an honest and clean life and pursuing purity? He will eventually have fundamental doubts about the purity, sacred order and truth. "What do you mean by dawn?" (Spring, Ten Haizi) The third paragraph "son" is the self-division of the lyric subject, representing the dirty part of the poet in the real world ("hometown"). In a dirty world, it is meaningless to wash oneself, so the poet will split himself, and he who is eager to find the truth can be baptized in purity. This division is a compromise, but even if it is a compromise, this part of the self still gets only a moment of happiness. Why can it only be a moment? Is there too much darkness in my heart that I can't wash away, or can't let go of my dirty self who cares about my hometown? No matter how to explain it, his tendency to split himself has already appeared, and he will eventually become "ten Haizi". In the end, he may destroy the dirty parts. Perhaps this is the only way to pursue purity.

Qinghai Lake is about mother's water, which is pure, but it implies that the lyricist has found that purity and truth can't make him happy for a long time. His solution is, on the one hand, to plunge into the clear lake and complete a solemn martyrdom; On the other hand, it is to split the self and try to make some of the self get peace. However, all these failed. The lyrical subject who looks elegant but pursues pain finally goes to elegies such as Poem at Night and Ten Haizi in Spring.

I won't go to see the clouds.

Think back to the way we drifted gently in the afterlife.

I won't go to see running water.

Endure the light filled with pebbles and lose tears.

Only night hangs over me.

Just like the decrease of bubbles in the ocean.

Not far from the aging window.

Like a flag defeated on the battlefield.

The stroke of midnight struck my hand.

An old duck is flying in the sun.

-The mascot of this ancient era.

Standing on my wooden pavilion

The surrounding decorations appeared again.

Can't help being covered with dust.

This scene in the morgue

Illuminated many people's lives.

I hope I never hear from you again.

Every day in the delicious newspaper of the city

Look for the handrail that flies by on the tram.

From now on, I will face the sunshine.

On the stainless steel blade

You don't need to wait for me.

A snowy wasteland.

4. It's a pity that dark modern poems can't be sent out systematically.

Your answer contains politically sensitive words, please modify!

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I'd like to introduce you to Sopor Aeternus, whose lyrics are all poems of dark death.

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think

You will not be disappointed! ! ! !

Sleeping forever-Thorpe Etnas: Salaban Dance of Dead Lovers!

Salaban Dance under the Crying of Blood Soul

When strangeness becomes a skirt on your body, when death becomes a melody that your lips hum.

You follow the last touch of moonlight with blurred dance steps.

Listen, what is crying?

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The world is as active as ever, so we calm down and listen. You will understand what is truly immortal and what is gradually rotting.

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Cut a paragraph for you to see!

On a dark and windy night. The church spire next to the cemetery gleamed.

A soul is whispering, please don't panic.

My Lord.

Have you ever seen Agra's body rot?

Do you know who my black elegy is for?

You can't see, and you won't know.

When the frivolous wind blows through the dry grave, the world has been buried by you.

"You have to put one foot in the grave and the other foot in the madhouse to hear that kind of music."

But the more I listen, the more calm I feel. The liberation of the soul ..

"She" lingers on the brink of death,

Her soul suffered great pain,

She spoke to her own shadow,

She, a man who wants to be a woman,

"She" is a singer darker than darkness.

"Her" sadness can penetrate the darkness,

She said she was alive and dead,

"She" is-Anna Varney.

5. I'm sorry that the system can't send modern poems of the dark class. Your answer contains politically sensitive words, please modify! I'd like you to meet Thorpe Atnas. Her lyrics are all dark poems. I believe you won't be disappointed! ! ! ! Sleeping forever-Thorpe Etnas: Salaban Dance of Dead Lovers! The saraban dance under the weeping of the blood soul turns strangeness into a skirt on your body and death into a melody that your lips hum.

You follow the last touch of moonlight with blurred dance steps. Listen, what is crying?

-Inscription The world is as lively as ever. Let's calm down and listen.

You will understand what is truly immortal and what is gradually rotting. Cut a paragraph for you to see! On a dark and windy night.

The church spire next to the cemetery gleamed. A soul is whispering, please don't panic.

My Lord. Have you ever seen Agra's body rot? Do you know who my black elegy is for? You can't see, and you won't know.

When the frivolous wind blows through the dry grave, the world has been buried by you. "You have to put one foot in the grave and the other foot in the madhouse to listen to that kind of music." But the more I listen, the more calm I feel. The liberation of the soul ... "She" lingers on the edge of death, and the soul suffers great pain. "She" talks to her own shadow. "She" is a man who wants to be a woman. "She" is a singer who is darker than darkness, but her sadness can penetrate the darkness. "She" says that she is a living dead person, and "She" is ——— Anna.

6. Describe the ancient black poem or modern poem "A Generation". The night in the ancient city gave me black eyes, but I found the light with them.

walking in the rain

Cloudy, gray

I can't wash it clean anymore.

We open our umbrellas.

Simply blacken the sky

In the slowly drifting night

There are two pairs of binary stars.

There seems to be no orbital determination.

It's just far and near. .

feel

The sky is gray.

The road is gray.

This building is gray.

The rain is gray.

In the ashes

Walk past two children

brilliant/bright red

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