Submissions by BlackVelvetRose (Ragdoll Raven)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
You know without You I am lost, You are the temptation, You are my god, I wanna feel You deep inside, can You hold me just for this night?
femme fatale (w/ JohnFeddeler)
within the dark and restless night
you hear the hushed whispers
of the coldest tale ever told.
somewhere along this winding path
a passerby lost his only soul
to a woman so cold
heartless...
she was beautiful. beautiful for any joker that could
afford it. she could dance a man to heaven, make him weak,
crazy, then love him, hard & dirty, straight into hell.
she ripped out his guts & stole his soul, & still he begged her to stay. but when the sparkle faded & the last
firecracker popped, she was gone - she was just gone....
you hear the hushed whispers
of the coldest tale ever told.
somewhere along this winding path
a passerby lost his only soul
to a woman so cold
heartless...
she was beautiful. beautiful for any joker that could
afford it. she could dance a man to heaven, make him weak,
crazy, then love him, hard & dirty, straight into hell.
she ripped out his guts & stole his soul, & still he begged her to stay. but when the sparkle faded & the last
firecracker popped, she was gone - she was just gone....
996 reads
5 Comments
Gothic Gundown (w/ JohnFeddeler)
Hate darkens with unknown lust
executing as disillusioned trust.
Humiliation in words suffocate
while dirty wars manipulate.
the Reaper in a poncho, a masked gunslinger
black liquid sorrow, steady trigger finger
we ran like bandits, shameless & naked
laid to rest on a canopied bed...
executing as disillusioned trust.
Humiliation in words suffocate
while dirty wars manipulate.
the Reaper in a poncho, a masked gunslinger
black liquid sorrow, steady trigger finger
we ran like bandits, shameless & naked
laid to rest on a canopied bed...
968 reads
6 Comments
Snow Dragon
tricked into feeling, but not like myself
running my fingers over these bruised open sores
conjured by self allocated lethal injections
see my reflection within snow white powder
watch it vanish into prismatic hallucinations.
gazing through this all seeing eye
stroking the gray clouded visions
wanting so much to cause this pain
wanting so much more for complete release
trotting along the path of the snow dragon.
a fire breathing powder, the trail i leave behind
for my beloved death to so swiftly follow.
with etchings cut upon lines of...
running my fingers over these bruised open sores
conjured by self allocated lethal injections
see my reflection within snow white powder
watch it vanish into prismatic hallucinations.
gazing through this all seeing eye
stroking the gray clouded visions
wanting so much to cause this pain
wanting so much more for complete release
trotting along the path of the snow dragon.
a fire breathing powder, the trail i leave behind
for my beloved death to so swiftly follow.
with etchings cut upon lines of...
954 reads
2 Comments
hold me desolate
(written with JohnFeddeler)
as summer bleeds the last shades of emerald
sinking to the ebony pit of dead emotions
submerged within withered dreams and decayed love
why should it carry on, when the last of hope is gone?
the roses's thorn, the scorpion's sting
heartache all the sad songs bring
we sleep with sin and love, abuse
and when the fortune wheel spins, you lose
you lose...
as summer bleeds the last shades of emerald
sinking to the ebony pit of dead emotions
submerged within withered dreams and decayed love
why should it carry on, when the last of hope is gone?
the roses's thorn, the scorpion's sting
heartache all the sad songs bring
we sleep with sin and love, abuse
and when the fortune wheel spins, you lose
you lose...
889 reads
4 Comments
Blank Slate / Quarter Reboot (w/ JohnFeddeler)
all things come to a meticulous stop
for a mind fucked to reboot within its core
the quest has frayed, a journey's end
raging pain fluctuated upon dead capacitors
flowing like a misused Priest with no God
lain to rest before noble seekers.
misnomers & misguided missiles attack with
ponderous logic the wailings & prophecies of a
deletable mind, the shadowed rebellion of corrupt
conceptual poetry, blasted to unction's dust
only to reassemble as petrified romance somewhere,
somewhere in space & time.
for a mind fucked to reboot within its core
the quest has frayed, a journey's end
raging pain fluctuated upon dead capacitors
flowing like a misused Priest with no God
lain to rest before noble seekers.
misnomers & misguided missiles attack with
ponderous logic the wailings & prophecies of a
deletable mind, the shadowed rebellion of corrupt
conceptual poetry, blasted to unction's dust
only to reassemble as petrified romance somewhere,
somewhere in space & time.
886 reads
1 Comment
Muse
once unstained parchment was white
but alas is no more.
did you find this illusive prince
or perhaps he found you?
forgive his breathing soul
for upsetting your mortal world
but behold the beauty of him
through your pain that grows.
drowning in his pool of liquid ink
sustaining letters of his precious thorns
while he breaths in a weary sigh
exhaling upon the opalescent tides.
longingly clinging to the colors
of his artful poetry
like bits of alphabetical orbs
you wish to make whole. ...
but alas is no more.
did you find this illusive prince
or perhaps he found you?
forgive his breathing soul
for upsetting your mortal world
but behold the beauty of him
through your pain that grows.
drowning in his pool of liquid ink
sustaining letters of his precious thorns
while he breaths in a weary sigh
exhaling upon the opalescent tides.
longingly clinging to the colors
of his artful poetry
like bits of alphabetical orbs
you wish to make whole. ...
879 reads
3 Comments
~ Dreams ~
I have gazed upon the distant night
lingering upon this frozen earth
cloaked within a black velvet sky.
pulling reality close, closing my eyes
dreaming dreams of yearning
and the illusion of you.
drinking in your peaceful slumber
as loves breath escapes my lips
I will love you forever.
always a part of me
holding you nestled
within my empty dreams.
time is dead now
and the sky grows darker
treading the path towards home.
past the graveyard of plans
and the could have beens
closing the door left alone.
lingering upon this frozen earth
cloaked within a black velvet sky.
pulling reality close, closing my eyes
dreaming dreams of yearning
and the illusion of you.
drinking in your peaceful slumber
as loves breath escapes my lips
I will love you forever.
always a part of me
holding you nestled
within my empty dreams.
time is dead now
and the sky grows darker
treading the path towards home.
past the graveyard of plans
and the could have beens
closing the door left alone.
841 reads
2 Comments
Gnarled Roots & Poisoned Tongues (WIP)
the flashing orbs of fireflies
kept us lingering on course
but thick gnarled roots
lead us forever astray.
wisdom in the roots filled the mind
with strength to carry on
as poisoned tongues spat
twisted words of venom.
the elixir entered to
wreck havoc on the veins
taking a never ending toll
placing a plague upon us all.
kept us lingering on course
but thick gnarled roots
lead us forever astray.
wisdom in the roots filled the mind
with strength to carry on
as poisoned tongues spat
twisted words of venom.
the elixir entered to
wreck havoc on the veins
taking a never ending toll
placing a plague upon us all.
647 reads
2 Comments
Withering Rose
through crystal eyes
i see the frailty of the rose
which hides her thorns
amongst her dying beauty.
trying to grasp this in my hand
with a beating heart torn from my chest
striving to be captivated
within the withering charm.
falling from godly grace
landing on broken knees
eyes sealed, unwavering
filled by wells of fears
realizing something so delicate
is not worth the waste
of streams of salt
and waves of tears.
i see the frailty of the rose
which hides her thorns
amongst her dying beauty.
trying to grasp this in my hand
with a beating heart torn from my chest
striving to be captivated
within the withering charm.
falling from godly grace
landing on broken knees
eyes sealed, unwavering
filled by wells of fears
realizing something so delicate
is not worth the waste
of streams of salt
and waves of tears.
742 reads
2 Comments
.... letting go ....
as the forsaken pain
of godly power wills it,
the life blood exploration
savors...
particle based human expectations
deep rooted within the tears of dread.
leave thy earthly heart
upon the soils mighty scale
where moonlight scars do tell
their fading stories tale.
of godly power wills it,
the life blood exploration
savors...
particle based human expectations
deep rooted within the tears of dread.
leave thy earthly heart
upon the soils mighty scale
where moonlight scars do tell
their fading stories tale.
762 reads
2 Comments
Winter
dormancy has lapsed upon
this exhaustless space.
a dusting of wintry mist
covers the austere ground.
the ambrosial songs of earth
have long since drifted away.
leaving a dim firmament
wrapped within the clouds.
collages of foliage litter the rock
left to lie under the somber snow.
wispy branches, naked stretched
in dismal bleakness shuddering with cold.
a sadness penetrated this frozen land
weeping for a past depressive state.
dark thoughts take over, gnawing
announcing a future shrouded in haze.
twilight...
this exhaustless space.
a dusting of wintry mist
covers the austere ground.
the ambrosial songs of earth
have long since drifted away.
leaving a dim firmament
wrapped within the clouds.
collages of foliage litter the rock
left to lie under the somber snow.
wispy branches, naked stretched
in dismal bleakness shuddering with cold.
a sadness penetrated this frozen land
weeping for a past depressive state.
dark thoughts take over, gnawing
announcing a future shrouded in haze.
twilight...
649 reads
1 Comment
Stagnated Stigma
Collaboration between Black Velvet Rose and Andy Wilson (Heathen)
forced to see the blind superstition
of a malignant fear in session
taught to believe in old tradition
from faces hidden in recession
superstitions and rhythmic repetition
all teach us that lesson
foggy and dim intuition
yes, leading us away from regression
retreating from the bitter frost
dispelling sorrow at what cost?
welcoming time of a different ghost
drinking wine from a prominent host.
reflection on all that was lost
and all the bridges...
forced to see the blind superstition
of a malignant fear in session
taught to believe in old tradition
from faces hidden in recession
superstitions and rhythmic repetition
all teach us that lesson
foggy and dim intuition
yes, leading us away from regression
retreating from the bitter frost
dispelling sorrow at what cost?
welcoming time of a different ghost
drinking wine from a prominent host.
reflection on all that was lost
and all the bridges...
596 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by BlackVelvetRose (Ragdoll Raven)