Poetry Competition Ends 12th April 2023 5:18am
EMO OR GOTHIC POETRY
The Sunken Cathedral
The dark and strange shadow
of your eyelashes on your cheeks
reminds me of naked trees
in the empty windless night.
Remain there in the backlight
softly lost in the moonlight
like flowers that react to touch
and weep discreetly in the mirror.
The black of your lips frames
your luminous teeth without smiles
only the faint memory of a dream.
Your gentle hands touching the hair
so quietly that the moon waits to shine
the moon and I fell in love with your shadow!
PAR
Written by PAR
(PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Rolling Thunder, In An Unquiet Grave
Getting the squeegee off my mind
getting your red dress on, mama
rolling thunder In an unquiet grave
shooting craps in a Silent Butler
going topless flipping ashes
with a fragrance of your bones
and sprocket through your eye
in a flotsam of regurgitation
floating in tureen pulling out a thumb
talking to a ghost among the gorse
"Mama may I touch your belly oats
and count the dead embryos"
courting green flies, shotgun,
shooting them as they run
getting your red dress on, mama
getting your red dress on, mama
rolling thunder In an unquiet grave
shooting craps in a Silent Butler
going topless flipping ashes
with a fragrance of your bones
and sprocket through your eye
in a flotsam of regurgitation
floating in tureen pulling out a thumb
talking to a ghost among the gorse
"Mama may I touch your belly oats
and count the dead embryos"
courting green flies, shotgun,
shooting them as they run
getting your red dress on, mama
Written by PaleSkies
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Mr. Reaper
I feel numb, and nothing helps me feel alive.
I want to run away and not be traumatized.
I bought a gun and a pack of hollows at the store.
But I just need one. Satan, I'll be at your door.
I'm not alone. I have my demons right beside me.
I'm coming home. Mr. Reaper, come and find me.
I want to run away and not be traumatized.
I bought a gun and a pack of hollows at the store.
But I just need one. Satan, I'll be at your door.
I'm not alone. I have my demons right beside me.
I'm coming home. Mr. Reaper, come and find me.
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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All My Demons
I'm lonely but I'm never alone,
'Cause all my demons share my home,
And the Devil's looking after me.
Ensuring I suffer happily.
'Cause all my demons share my home,
And the Devil's looking after me.
Ensuring I suffer happily.
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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7 Pills
Suicide, suicide, it happens all the time.
So don’t be surprised when I say I wanna die.
Said I’m doin’ fine, doin’ fine. I said it but I lied.
Tell my homies that I love ‘em right before I take my life.
I need 7 pills, 7 pills just to feel high.
Relying on the drugs, take the demons off my mind.
Telephone, telephone, Reaper on the line.
Damn, I miss the days ‘fore I took the Devil’s side.
So don’t be surprised when I say I wanna die.
Said I’m doin’ fine, doin’ fine. I said it but I lied.
Tell my homies that I love ‘em right before I take my life.
I need 7 pills, 7 pills just to feel high.
Relying on the drugs, take the demons off my mind.
Telephone, telephone, Reaper on the line.
Damn, I miss the days ‘fore I took the Devil’s side.
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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Tommy Cobain
It's hard to explain.
What's wrong with my brain?
Even my loved ones have called me insane.
I feel like I'm numb, I'm seeking some pain.
I just bought a gun, I'm Tommy Cobain.
I'm already dead, I'm dying again.
Admire the beauty — my lifeless remains.
I'm going to hell, but I cannot complain.
'Cause hell may be hot, but at least there's no rain.
I'm cutting my losses, I'm dying in vain.
Awaited some changes, but all was the same.
I'm broke in the heart, and it's looking for change.
I envy the joy that I cannot attain.
What's wrong with my brain?
Even my loved ones have called me insane.
I feel like I'm numb, I'm seeking some pain.
I just bought a gun, I'm Tommy Cobain.
I'm already dead, I'm dying again.
Admire the beauty — my lifeless remains.
I'm going to hell, but I cannot complain.
'Cause hell may be hot, but at least there's no rain.
I'm cutting my losses, I'm dying in vain.
Awaited some changes, but all was the same.
I'm broke in the heart, and it's looking for change.
I envy the joy that I cannot attain.
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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Homewrecker
No one thought that me and death could go together.
If you think that I'm okay, then you should know me better.
This ain't a suicide note; it's a love letter.
Satan is my goal, and I'ma go get her.
Fry me in your pan, girl, it would be my pleasure.
Spend eternity with you in that warm weather.
There's only one in the world who stands above Becker.
And that's you, baby girl. You my homewrecker.
If you think that I'm okay, then you should know me better.
This ain't a suicide note; it's a love letter.
Satan is my goal, and I'ma go get her.
Fry me in your pan, girl, it would be my pleasure.
Spend eternity with you in that warm weather.
There's only one in the world who stands above Becker.
And that's you, baby girl. You my homewrecker.
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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On My Way
I was thinking to myself
Maybe I should seek some help
Or maybe I should shoot myself
Everything that's good has gone away
Before I go and end it all
Sorry for what you just saw
Once my blood is on the walls
My regrets in life will go away
This here really is the end
Leave behind the tears of friends
Hope they read this note I send
Let hell know I'm on my way
Maybe I should seek some help
Or maybe I should shoot myself
Everything that's good has gone away
Before I go and end it all
Sorry for what you just saw
Once my blood is on the walls
My regrets in life will go away
This here really is the end
Leave behind the tears of friends
Hope they read this note I send
Let hell know I'm on my way
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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Numb
This world, I can’t keep up
The only word: shut the fuck up
it makes me tired, I’m fed up
fakes all me, better locking me up
one expectation is another’s pain
keep going let all the bliss go in vain
the moment everything’s done seems insane
the you wish for an Angel from the astral plane
I can’t be what you want me to be
faithless, I’ll be lost in the rough seas
there’s nothing you can expect of me
can’t walk in your shoes, so let me be, please!!
holding on tight, you want control
freedom’s right, yet its not to be told
want me to fight, only with my soul
but it’s fear and flight, the body takes a toll!
can’t you see i am numb,
I’ll ignore the hums and drums
take it from me, you can’t feel the way I feel, so here it comes!
you want to be like the rest of you,
singing, dancing and prancing
watch me fall apart right in front of you, trying, crying and dying!!
This world is faithless
the people so clueless
it makes me so helpless
ignorance, nevertheless!
The world apart is falling
no, it’s not nature calling
it is the thorn that’s within
losing control, the fading begins
Life it seems to fade away
drifting further every day
getting lost within my true self
nothing matters there’s no one else
The only word: shut the fuck up
it makes me tired, I’m fed up
fakes all me, better locking me up
one expectation is another’s pain
keep going let all the bliss go in vain
the moment everything’s done seems insane
the you wish for an Angel from the astral plane
I can’t be what you want me to be
faithless, I’ll be lost in the rough seas
there’s nothing you can expect of me
can’t walk in your shoes, so let me be, please!!
holding on tight, you want control
freedom’s right, yet its not to be told
want me to fight, only with my soul
but it’s fear and flight, the body takes a toll!
can’t you see i am numb,
I’ll ignore the hums and drums
take it from me, you can’t feel the way I feel, so here it comes!
you want to be like the rest of you,
singing, dancing and prancing
watch me fall apart right in front of you, trying, crying and dying!!
This world is faithless
the people so clueless
it makes me so helpless
ignorance, nevertheless!
The world apart is falling
no, it’s not nature calling
it is the thorn that’s within
losing control, the fading begins
Life it seems to fade away
drifting further every day
getting lost within my true self
nothing matters there’s no one else
Written by XiaoLong
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Alack!
The darkness provokes me crazed morbidity enters my soul,
There is nothing that will please thee, till the blood that you seek is in that bowl!
A charming demon’s romance, pleasantries of words that you whispered into my ears,
Can’t you see, what has it brought to me, nothing to see and nothing feel only pain and tears
tiny sweats trickling down my temple, the feeling of wrath making me tremble with fear
like a vengeance laid upon me wanting me to stray from whom I truly hold dear!
I see that you want me to suffocate
planting upon me the seeds of hate
trapping me with the illusions of fate
pretending you are my best mate!
You, who like a dagger ploughed
Into my heart with deadly thrill
Your will, stronger than a crowd
Of demons, mad, and dressed to kill
Your bed, your lodging, and your domain, me a dejected soul you have made
Perfidious poison I have preyed,
help my cowardice, with gallantry of a sudden blade.
My hope my prayer my remorse, what more will you try to take?
the sudden blade, I besought and
I win me for my freedom with none else to trade.
I am letting you take, for I will forsake
the lies that you have said and made my heart break
the sufferings you brought on to me, the anger and misery, what’s there to sooth?
I am cheated, in the end it’s by my youth, and that’s the absolute truth!
"You - my inked love-are not fit to be chained”
This treacherous feeling of love has left me drained
In the city where we celebrate the Festival of Dead
Alack! I will be the mortal with the blade, and I will set it upon your head!
There is nothing that will please thee, till the blood that you seek is in that bowl!
A charming demon’s romance, pleasantries of words that you whispered into my ears,
Can’t you see, what has it brought to me, nothing to see and nothing feel only pain and tears
tiny sweats trickling down my temple, the feeling of wrath making me tremble with fear
like a vengeance laid upon me wanting me to stray from whom I truly hold dear!
I see that you want me to suffocate
planting upon me the seeds of hate
trapping me with the illusions of fate
pretending you are my best mate!
You, who like a dagger ploughed
Into my heart with deadly thrill
Your will, stronger than a crowd
Of demons, mad, and dressed to kill
Your bed, your lodging, and your domain, me a dejected soul you have made
Perfidious poison I have preyed,
help my cowardice, with gallantry of a sudden blade.
My hope my prayer my remorse, what more will you try to take?
the sudden blade, I besought and
I win me for my freedom with none else to trade.
I am letting you take, for I will forsake
the lies that you have said and made my heart break
the sufferings you brought on to me, the anger and misery, what’s there to sooth?
I am cheated, in the end it’s by my youth, and that’s the absolute truth!
"You - my inked love-are not fit to be chained”
This treacherous feeling of love has left me drained
In the city where we celebrate the Festival of Dead
Alack! I will be the mortal with the blade, and I will set it upon your head!
Written by XiaoLong
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The Mansion of Fear
Amidst the howling winds and pouring rain,
Stood a mansion, old, forgotten, and stained.
Its walls now creaked and moaned,
Whispering secrets, as if to be known.
Behind these walls, where shadows danced,
Lived a soul, a spirit, or perhaps a trance.
The phantom hands, that roamed and rang,
The crooked doors, that creaked and sang.
The storm outside, it raged and screamed,
And yet, within it, the killer dreamed.
For he had come, with vengeance in sight,
To avenge a wrong or perhaps a slight.
The mansion, once grand, now shuddered in fear,
As darkness gathered, and the end drew near.
For the killer, with every whispered breath,
Was coming closer, and closer to death.
But in these halls, where the dead still roam,
The spirits gathered, and the shadows loomed.
Their whispers turned into a haunting song,
As they danced and swirled, all night long.
Now the killer stands, with eyes wide and wild,
For before him, rose the ghosts of the reviled.
Their eyes were stern, their fingers tight,
As they came to claim him, to set things right.
The night of reckoning, for the haunted mansion,
Had come at last, with the spirits' mission.
To restore to peace, that had been lost,
And to lay the souls, to rest at any cost.
For in this mansion, where death had come,
The spirits had found, a place to call home.
And though the storms, may come and go,
The haunted mansion, would forever show.
Stood a mansion, old, forgotten, and stained.
Its walls now creaked and moaned,
Whispering secrets, as if to be known.
Behind these walls, where shadows danced,
Lived a soul, a spirit, or perhaps a trance.
The phantom hands, that roamed and rang,
The crooked doors, that creaked and sang.
The storm outside, it raged and screamed,
And yet, within it, the killer dreamed.
For he had come, with vengeance in sight,
To avenge a wrong or perhaps a slight.
The mansion, once grand, now shuddered in fear,
As darkness gathered, and the end drew near.
For the killer, with every whispered breath,
Was coming closer, and closer to death.
But in these halls, where the dead still roam,
The spirits gathered, and the shadows loomed.
Their whispers turned into a haunting song,
As they danced and swirled, all night long.
Now the killer stands, with eyes wide and wild,
For before him, rose the ghosts of the reviled.
Their eyes were stern, their fingers tight,
As they came to claim him, to set things right.
The night of reckoning, for the haunted mansion,
Had come at last, with the spirits' mission.
To restore to peace, that had been lost,
And to lay the souls, to rest at any cost.
For in this mansion, where death had come,
The spirits had found, a place to call home.
And though the storms, may come and go,
The haunted mansion, would forever show.
Written by Mrblack616
(MrBlack)
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Answer to me
You answer to me
I am the thunder and the rain
The confusion and the pain
And when I leave, I will wash your wounds clean
And leave them golden
I got the whole world swinging from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling
Between the spark and the ember
You are smoke threading the wind
In time, all will return to me
In time, all find an end
You answer to me
I am the fight and the fury
Gravity in all its glory
And when I come around
I bring the hammer of god down upon you
I got the whole world swinging from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling, stop!
Between the spark and the ember
You are smoke threading the wind
In time, all will return to me
In time, all find an end
In time, all will return to me
In time, you'll find no other way
You answer to me
I am the end and the beginning
I am the end and the beginning
I am forever
I am eternal and nothing stands against me
You answer to me
You answer to me
You answer to me
Written by Mrblack616
(MrBlack)
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Evil
You lied approximately your capability
you exaggerate our possibility
are you ignorant of culpability
or exempt through verbal affinity
chaos you can not bypass
or moot mortal bias
whirlwind incarnate genius
tempered tempests pious
pleasure to be desired
character now no longer required
curiosities uninspired
hopefulness retired
fact hits with a clause
assist sharpen lucifers claws
its okay, i dont ruin laws
Lord shield me, O Holy Cross
They recognize now no longer what they do
Just factor their finger at You
God, best Your love is true
The suitable are a ways and few
Dont blame God for punishment
Love cant reason your detriment
You are His trustworthy instrument
He merits your complete commitment
you exaggerate our possibility
are you ignorant of culpability
or exempt through verbal affinity
chaos you can not bypass
or moot mortal bias
whirlwind incarnate genius
tempered tempests pious
pleasure to be desired
character now no longer required
curiosities uninspired
hopefulness retired
fact hits with a clause
assist sharpen lucifers claws
its okay, i dont ruin laws
Lord shield me, O Holy Cross
They recognize now no longer what they do
Just factor their finger at You
God, best Your love is true
The suitable are a ways and few
Dont blame God for punishment
Love cant reason your detriment
You are His trustworthy instrument
He merits your complete commitment
Written by Mrblack616
(MrBlack)
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Shades of Darkness: A Portrait of Goth and Emo Love and Loneliness.
The darkness calls, a siren's song
To those who feel they don't belong
The goth, the emo, the lonely souls
Who find solace in shadows, in black holes
The pain, the sorrow, the tears they cry
Are all part of the goth, emo, why
They see the world in shades of grey
And find beauty in the decay
Their hearts are heavy, burdened with pain
But they wear it like a badge of shame
Their scars a symbol of their fight
Against a world that's far too bright
The darkness is their sanctuary
A place where they can be free
To be themselves, to let it out
To scream, to cry, to shout.
But even in the darkness, they seek love
A light to guide them from above
Someone who sees them for who they are
Who won't judge or leave a scar
They long for a connection, a soulmate true
Who understands their pain and their view
Who will hold them close and never let go
Who will stay with them until the final blow
But for many, love is just a dream
A distant hope, a silent scream
And so they dwell in the dark alone
Their hearts forever turned to stone
So let us not judge, but embrace
The goth, the emo, the lonely face
For they are human, just like we
With hearts that long to be set free.
To those who feel they don't belong
The goth, the emo, the lonely souls
Who find solace in shadows, in black holes
The pain, the sorrow, the tears they cry
Are all part of the goth, emo, why
They see the world in shades of grey
And find beauty in the decay
Their hearts are heavy, burdened with pain
But they wear it like a badge of shame
Their scars a symbol of their fight
Against a world that's far too bright
The darkness is their sanctuary
A place where they can be free
To be themselves, to let it out
To scream, to cry, to shout.
But even in the darkness, they seek love
A light to guide them from above
Someone who sees them for who they are
Who won't judge or leave a scar
They long for a connection, a soulmate true
Who understands their pain and their view
Who will hold them close and never let go
Who will stay with them until the final blow
But for many, love is just a dream
A distant hope, a silent scream
And so they dwell in the dark alone
Their hearts forever turned to stone
So let us not judge, but embrace
The goth, the emo, the lonely face
For they are human, just like we
With hearts that long to be set free.
Written by mcjay
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"The Temptation of the Seraphic: A Tale of Fiery Lust and Forbidden Love"
Oh, cruel fate, that shouldst conspire
To kindle lust within the fire
Of Satan's black and wretched heart,
And bind it to a thing apart.
An angel fair, with wings of gold,
And eyes that shone like stars of old,
Was she that caught the devil's eye,
And drew his sinful soul nigh.
He watched her from his throne of flame,
And felt a yearning without name,
A hunger deep and dark and wild,
A thirst that could not be beguiled.
He knew that he could not possess
This holy creature, pure and blessed,
Yet still, he burned with fierce desire,
And longed to quench his lustful fire.
He whispered words of dark deceit,
And offered gifts both sweet and neat,
But all in vain, for she was true,
And saw the evil that he knew.
And so the devil raged and railed,
And in his heart, the fire still flailed,
For though he knew his lust was wrong,
He could not quell it with his song.
Oh, wretched soul, condemned to be
Forever bound by lust's decree,
How bitter is the cup thou hast drunk,
How dire the fate that thou hast sunk.
To kindle lust within the fire
Of Satan's black and wretched heart,
And bind it to a thing apart.
An angel fair, with wings of gold,
And eyes that shone like stars of old,
Was she that caught the devil's eye,
And drew his sinful soul nigh.
He watched her from his throne of flame,
And felt a yearning without name,
A hunger deep and dark and wild,
A thirst that could not be beguiled.
He knew that he could not possess
This holy creature, pure and blessed,
Yet still, he burned with fierce desire,
And longed to quench his lustful fire.
He whispered words of dark deceit,
And offered gifts both sweet and neat,
But all in vain, for she was true,
And saw the evil that he knew.
And so the devil raged and railed,
And in his heart, the fire still flailed,
For though he knew his lust was wrong,
He could not quell it with his song.
Oh, wretched soul, condemned to be
Forever bound by lust's decree,
How bitter is the cup thou hast drunk,
How dire the fate that thou hast sunk.
Written by mcjay
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