Isn't it horrifying?
after death t'was noisy silence,
The last man on Earth sat at a end of the dark room.
There was a knock at the door.

A dark poem. This feel has though it starts from nowhere and ends same way. And so; "...there was a knock at the door".

Make me understand sir, i'm nt but a kid in this game of poem

Firstly, I am no sir and secondly, I believe poems should be an imitation of life like literature in words, so it's more reality than game. Finally, as a critique to your poem, it starts with a rhetorical question of something horrific but what's it? The subsequent line answers it(its death or dying, hence I labelled it a dark poem). Which would be confirmed with the word "dark room" in the next line and now back to my saying its starts from nowhere and ends same: the last man...knock at the door, all shows either the poem is cryptic or part of a story yet to be told. Or maybe it is me knocking(wanting) more from the poem.

Banjam32:
as a critique to your poem, it starts with a rhetorical question of something horrific but what's it? The subsequent line answers it (its death or dying, hence I labelled it a dark poem). Which would be confirmed with the word "dark room" in the next line and now back to my saying its starts from nowhere and ends same: the last man...knock at the door, all shows either the poem is cryptic or part of a story yet to be told. Or maybe it is me knocking(wanting) more from the poem.

ummm boss, from the piece, i made it be kind of image to be built in reader's mind. thank you for the correction sir. . . .
can u please check my poems and make critique. . . I need training Sir

Well, OK...