Poetry competition CLOSED 21st October 2019 2:09pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
Nymphetamine
Poetry Contest Description
your darkest write
there was once a competition held for Cradle of Filth inspired writes held by our own Darkest Lord HadesRising in his honor I'm holding this comp.
write your darkest poem inspired by this song...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dW6aNAZGTM
new writes only
limit two poems per poet
two weeks
have fun
Anonymous
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NONE BETTER AT BLASPHEMY
Once upon a time the raven wept
At the funeral enchanted by death
The murder in bloom on carrion wings
Awake from the dream of my lover's breath
I kneel to the shadow
Of our personal Pompeii
Dare to whisper our song
From beyond the grave
"Lay bare on the ground
For all ghosts to see
In truth, never found
A reason to be
Too reasonable
Without you within
Darkness 'neath the steeple
We are all victims here"
How dare I love you so deeply
Splattered on the walls and ceiling
Paint in shades of Technicolor
At the threshold of death's parlor
I mutter, in flutter
I feel so haunted
Entombed in your sacrifice
The pitter and patter
Of the dripping blood
None better at blasphemy
Cursed within a rhyme the suitor came
Words echoed in her mind and eased the blame
Gothic seduction and nightshade with Faust
Damned when all was lost in the midnight flame
I beg to your shadow
Upon the walls of Pompeii
Dare to whimper our song
From beyond the grave
"Lay bare on the ground
For all ghosts to see
In truth, never found
A reason to be
Too reasonable
Without you within
Darkness 'neath the steeple
We are all victims here"
Can't help but to pull at my stitches
On my heart where yours bewitches
Leech away at me, horrific
So beautiful and vampiric
I shudder, heart flutters
I feed so haunted
Succumb to your sacrifice
Veins sputter and splatter
The life giving blood
None better at blasphemy
The call of the raven
Shall guide me to your grave
I kneel to the shadow
Of our personal Pompeii
Dare to whisper our song
From beyond the grave
"Lay bare on the ground
For all ghosts to see
In truth, never found
A reason to be
Too reasonable
Without you within
Darkness 'neath the steeple
We are all victims here"
How dare I love you so deeply
Splattered on the walls and ceiling
Paint in shades of Technicolor
At the threshold of death's parlor
I mutter, in flutter
I feel so haunted
Entombed in your sacrifice
The pitter and patter
Of the dripping blood
None better at blasphemy
Can't help but to pull at my stitches
On my heart where yours bewitches
Leech away at me, horrific
So beautiful and vampiric
I shudder, heart flutters
I feed so haunted
Succumb to your sacrifice
Veins sputter and splatter
The life giving blood
None better at blasphemy
Written by HadesRising
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FOOL MOON
I will not believe all the lies
Wriiten in the fairie tale of my life
Black on white and day or night
Just a tragedy by the candle light
And
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
From the haunted moors to the promised land
Adorned in the fabric of Lucien's nightmare
I scorn the idols of Faith raped from you
Perfection in desecration beyond all repair
Where there was once a pallid reflection
Is now a portrait of savagery Lupine grace
The smell of decay clings to my body
Will you still love me at my darkest hour today?
I brought a rose to your bedroom window
Picked from the finest tomb in all of Carpathia
Who would ever miss a widow in her throes of dementia?
Because
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
Little Miss Constance Desolatia
You think you can hide from the apex predator
I can smell your fear, your blood and your cunt
As I drink eagerly from your scarlet sepulcher
The late night craving of the loup-garou
Can never be sated with just any old feast
I must get to the soft moistened center
It is only the best for the fucking beast
I brought the choicest cuts to your chamber
Plucked from the purest flock of the heart of Christendom
In the flickering embers you choose which of the virgins burn
Again
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
Write me, in cold blood
Another horror story
About my life
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
MEAT TO ME AND THE MOON IS FULL
I CANNOT HELP MYSELF
I MUST KILL AGAIN
Wriiten in the fairie tale of my life
Black on white and day or night
Just a tragedy by the candle light
And
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
From the haunted moors to the promised land
Adorned in the fabric of Lucien's nightmare
I scorn the idols of Faith raped from you
Perfection in desecration beyond all repair
Where there was once a pallid reflection
Is now a portrait of savagery Lupine grace
The smell of decay clings to my body
Will you still love me at my darkest hour today?
I brought a rose to your bedroom window
Picked from the finest tomb in all of Carpathia
Who would ever miss a widow in her throes of dementia?
Because
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
Little Miss Constance Desolatia
You think you can hide from the apex predator
I can smell your fear, your blood and your cunt
As I drink eagerly from your scarlet sepulcher
The late night craving of the loup-garou
Can never be sated with just any old feast
I must get to the soft moistened center
It is only the best for the fucking beast
I brought the choicest cuts to your chamber
Plucked from the purest flock of the heart of Christendom
In the flickering embers you choose which of the virgins burn
Again
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
Write me, in cold blood
Another horror story
About my life
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
MEAT TO ME AND THE MOON IS FULL
I CANNOT HELP MYSELF
I MUST KILL AGAIN
Written by HadesRising
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Mm….Taste Me In The Afterlife
You hear my footsteps, unto your grave, raise
From your slumber my loyal Lazarus of Kings in the throne of death, my temple praised
Half mortal from your awaken dreams
My hypnotic voice to soothe, coax, when penetrating inside my honeyed cream
My reddish eyes, enticing you at will
My blood of my moon lavishing swallowing your wet spills
Sinking deeper inside my bodily thrills
Tie me to the pentagram, part of me, and drink
Nymphetamine of the night, an additive a man needs to muse, to think
From your slumber my loyal Lazarus of Kings in the throne of death, my temple praised
Half mortal from your awaken dreams
My hypnotic voice to soothe, coax, when penetrating inside my honeyed cream
My reddish eyes, enticing you at will
My blood of my moon lavishing swallowing your wet spills
Sinking deeper inside my bodily thrills
Tie me to the pentagram, part of me, and drink
Nymphetamine of the night, an additive a man needs to muse, to think
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Abracadaver
No longer sacred within the confines of a tomb,
Her body laid to rest is now in my possession,
With the power of necromancy I’ve come to exhume,
I can restore her to a better state of regression.
She will be a creature of the night for the ages,
Worshipped and adored by impure obscure subcultures,
She will be revered and feared by ancient sages,
Dwelling in the shadows beneath voiceless sepulchers.
She will have an everlasting thirst for human blood,
With a deadly caress from fingernails sharp as knives,
Bathing in exquisite entrails with flood after flood,
Savagely visceral of their miserable lives.
Arise my darling, arise from your grave, sense the rave,
Feel my lifeblood flow through your cold veins - it’s quite a sight,
And in your eternal rebirth you will always crave,
So go feed amidst the shadows each and every night.
Her body laid to rest is now in my possession,
With the power of necromancy I’ve come to exhume,
I can restore her to a better state of regression.
She will be a creature of the night for the ages,
Worshipped and adored by impure obscure subcultures,
She will be revered and feared by ancient sages,
Dwelling in the shadows beneath voiceless sepulchers.
She will have an everlasting thirst for human blood,
With a deadly caress from fingernails sharp as knives,
Bathing in exquisite entrails with flood after flood,
Savagely visceral of their miserable lives.
Arise my darling, arise from your grave, sense the rave,
Feel my lifeblood flow through your cold veins - it’s quite a sight,
And in your eternal rebirth you will always crave,
So go feed amidst the shadows each and every night.
Written by wallyroo92
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Alright, you've totally got me reeled into this one. I've yet to write anything in this genre, but I've studied the entire album for inspiration. I hope I nail it, although it may not be " your kinda dark', but it's brought the naughty language out too. I'm quite excited! 😮 Alright, enough rambling & onto the question..can this flow over into a collab if I so choose?
