Gothic Poems
#gothic
Gothic poems, a genre of dark and atmospheric poetry, which may feature elements of romance and beauty. Gothic poetry often includes themes of darkness, shadows, night and death, and may be related to goth subculture.
adagio
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 3:51pm
1st Dec 2024 3:51pm
For the Ribeye
For the ribeye of her soul and the rapture of
adrenaline's tears and honey, dripping cognac
from the fig tree of her loins for the coat hook
of my sperm and the chatoyant of my eyes
In the widow's deep sleep essentially bled
of her haiku arched in pleasure as my tongue
lust for the ribeye of her soul
adrenaline's tears and honey, dripping cognac
from the fig tree of her loins for the coat hook
of my sperm and the chatoyant of my eyes
In the widow's deep sleep essentially bled
of her haiku arched in pleasure as my tongue
lust for the ribeye of her soul
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 1:25pm
30th Nov 2024 1:25pm
Empty Flagons
With an empty flagon of the grog's misery embracing
the dusk as the shadows linger with syllables of love
Where angels are souls and the flesh is cold and
the beast within you silences the head. As my quill
becomes the guillotine whispering anonymously
unfed. My fornicating tongue awakes, under
the canopy of the master's hand unreeling the
soul on the twilight's shoals. Throbbing where
the flesh is blood in the troughs womb with
an empty flagon of the grog's misery
pulsing the evening's night
the dusk as the shadows linger with syllables of love
Where angels are souls and the flesh is cold and
the beast within you silences the head. As my quill
becomes the guillotine whispering anonymously
unfed. My fornicating tongue awakes, under
the canopy of the master's hand unreeling the
soul on the twilight's shoals. Throbbing where
the flesh is blood in the troughs womb with
an empty flagon of the grog's misery
pulsing the evening's night
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 1:23pm
28th Nov 2024 1:23pm
Suffocating Pendulum
Conjuring lust's aphrodisiac of love's anesthesia
in shadows of Autumn leaves of decadent seas
antiques and curios neath pastel starry climes
Suffocating pendulum of burning hemorrhaging
as the jester brushes in shadows of silent hush
conjuring lust's aphrodisiac of love's anesthesia
in shadows of Autumn leaves of decadent seas
antiques and curios neath pastel starry climes
Suffocating pendulum of burning hemorrhaging
as the jester brushes in shadows of silent hush
conjuring lust's aphrodisiac of love's anesthesia
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 9:57pm
27th Nov 2024 9:57pm
Honey, I'm Home
In a catharsis of altered voices suffering within
what came first, the chicken or caffeine
in my mind's symphony of chaos in torrents
and blood hemorrhaging from my pen's catheter
embracing my flesh with the unfiltered cocaine
insanity arising like molten lava from my demise
enigma brooding the emphasis of thunder
by the deacons of decadent devoured souls
of ecstasy in an empty room hemorrhaging
to empty shadows of unfiltered cocaine
listening to a Code Red of Asylum Blues
as the chicken crossed the road before caffeine ...
what came first, the chicken or caffeine
in my mind's symphony of chaos in torrents
and blood hemorrhaging from my pen's catheter
embracing my flesh with the unfiltered cocaine
insanity arising like molten lava from my demise
enigma brooding the emphasis of thunder
by the deacons of decadent devoured souls
of ecstasy in an empty room hemorrhaging
to empty shadows of unfiltered cocaine
listening to a Code Red of Asylum Blues
as the chicken crossed the road before caffeine ...
#dark
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 6:09pm
25th Nov 2024 6:09pm
Oughts of Anesthesia
The oughts of anesthesia in dreams haunting
the essence of your bones chassis and flesh
soaked in brine marinating in scented wicks
of immortal eureka hydrating the peach
lost in intoxication the oughts of anesthesia
dripping...code Red in scented wicks
the essence of your bones chassis and flesh
soaked in brine marinating in scented wicks
of immortal eureka hydrating the peach
lost in intoxication the oughts of anesthesia
dripping...code Red in scented wicks
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 2:05pm
25th Nov 2024 2:05pm
Droops the Weary
Where droops the weary in somber threads
and corroded porous swollen crimson gown
neath headstone pillars where canines piss
in this bottomless hole fenced with poles
now decadent flesh in a torn veil hanging
flagellation that drips like death's harvest
where droops the weary in somber threads
and corroded porous swollen crimson gown
neath headstone pillars where canines piss
in this bottomless hole fenced with poles
now decadent flesh in a torn veil hanging
flagellation that drips like death's harvest
where droops the weary in somber threads
#dark
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 1:17am
25th Nov 2024 1:17am
Longing to Taste
Haunting imagination and suckled fouled teats
of forbidden fantasies hanging in lavished halls
without a puddle on my chair with the pleasures
of the flesh longing to taste your swollen quiche
from the menses where your uterus inhales
without the audience of impotent gargoyles
or a marble angel statue with wings of the dead
of forbidden fantasies hanging in lavished halls
without a puddle on my chair with the pleasures
of the flesh longing to taste your swollen quiche
from the menses where your uterus inhales
without the audience of impotent gargoyles
or a marble angel statue with wings of the dead
#dark
#erotic
#gothic #vampires
#gothic #vampires
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DrunkenWolf
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 00:54am
24th Nov 2024 00:54am
Once Before
Laying naked by black river sides,
Visions of insanity coming by
Cascading off the walls
Dirty witch on down the halls,
Spinning in silent might
She sees in eyeless sight
Electricity that can’t be seen,
Liquid light burning
Hidden in the night,
Prop me up,
Lo do I say
I am the mountain,
My greatest story’s up for sale,
I am the Mountain,
Rushing down
Along the dark side of the hills,
Find the sleeping suns
I am empty now plus one,
Oh breathless morn
I know you were with me once before,
...
Visions of insanity coming by
Cascading off the walls
Dirty witch on down the halls,
Spinning in silent might
She sees in eyeless sight
Electricity that can’t be seen,
Liquid light burning
Hidden in the night,
Prop me up,
Lo do I say
I am the mountain,
My greatest story’s up for sale,
I am the Mountain,
Rushing down
Along the dark side of the hills,
Find the sleeping suns
I am empty now plus one,
Oh breathless morn
I know you were with me once before,
...
#gothic
#SelfDiscovery
#witches
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adagio
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:06pm
18th Nov 2024 5:06pm
Her Silken Plum
Intimacy in a poetic embrace
from the inkwell's archives
consuming her ash
of smoldering desire...
exhaling
engulfing me with debauchery
into the forgotten intimacy
swallowing her breath
of decadent tongue
into her cold bloodstream
and the cauldron of her womb
melting the wax of my doom
into her silken plum
of the forbidden taste
where her flesh reigns
releasing a storm of oblivion
sealing my fate...
exhaling
from the inkwell's archives
consuming her ash
of smoldering desire...
exhaling
engulfing me with debauchery
into the forgotten intimacy
swallowing her breath
of decadent tongue
into her cold bloodstream
and the cauldron of her womb
melting the wax of my doom
into her silken plum
of the forbidden taste
where her flesh reigns
releasing a storm of oblivion
sealing my fate...
exhaling
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 2:08am
17th Nov 2024 2:08am
Debauchery
For the sake of propriety in this age of debauchery
rising from the grave not recognizing myself
modesty has run its course with no time for the
carrion or poetic tea and sympathy and the Ravens
will go hungry in this age of debauchery
rising from the grave not recognizing myself
modesty has run its course with no time for the
carrion or poetic tea and sympathy and the Ravens
will go hungry in this age of debauchery
#evil
#dark
#gothic
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 1:24pm
13th Nov 2024 1:24pm
What Lurks
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
Where silence reigns and shadows creep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its form is lost to mortal sight
Its whispers pierce the dreams of sleep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
It waits beyond the bounds of right
In depths where icy secrets seep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its breath is frost, its will a blight
Its hunger vast, its voids run deep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
No prayer can banish, nor flame ignite
The darkness where its tendrils...
Where silence reigns and shadows creep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its form is lost to mortal sight
Its whispers pierce the dreams of sleep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
It waits beyond the bounds of right
In depths where icy secrets seep
A nameless terror haunts the night
Its breath is frost, its will a blight
Its hunger vast, its voids run deep
Beneath the moon’s cold, frigid light
No prayer can banish, nor flame ignite
The darkness where its tendrils...
#dark
#evil
#gothic
#horror
#villanelle
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adagio
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 6:17pm
10th Nov 2024 6:17pm
Contagious Scrawls
I am the patent sky holding you close
in closed quarters to my dark soul
Corroded by angels and evangelicals
with scalloped goitered tongues
Wearing cauls of contagious scrawls
in free verse of The Raven's Pinion
in closed quarters to my dark soul
Corroded by angels and evangelicals
with scalloped goitered tongues
Wearing cauls of contagious scrawls
in free verse of The Raven's Pinion
#dark
#EdgarAllanPoe
#gothic
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