Submissions by BurnBlck
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
20th Feb 2020 7:39am
20th Feb 2020 7:39am
Psycho-Delic
I remain motionless as a statue amongst a graveyard
Haunted by the formation of a bleak, silent miasma clouding the eyes
Vacant of perception and judgement
I am too afraid to entertain the concept of loss
Or what does one see if life is the cost
What lies beyond when one is deprived of reality
Am I able to separate the truth from another fallacy
What is left for me here
For my understanding of the the true confines and characters of this world
Are nearly a reflection of thoughtless judgement
As spiders weaving an utmost intricate web of...
Haunted by the formation of a bleak, silent miasma clouding the eyes
Vacant of perception and judgement
I am too afraid to entertain the concept of loss
Or what does one see if life is the cost
What lies beyond when one is deprived of reality
Am I able to separate the truth from another fallacy
What is left for me here
For my understanding of the the true confines and characters of this world
Are nearly a reflection of thoughtless judgement
As spiders weaving an utmost intricate web of...
#dark
#death
#philosophical
390 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jul 2019 12:41pm
6th Jul 2019 12:41pm
My Mother Osiris
The breath of angels illuminate my path
Their soft trickling voices guide an absent soul towards redemption's end
Yet her scars paint a different story, for my beloved walks among a frayed path
in which she has submitted to the vast miasma of weeping stars
I witness as faint wisps of light shimmer beyond the veins of fresh autumn trees and cascade upon her mangled pieces
Deep painted shadows decorated the halls
Her blood ran thick and sweet as honey
The colorless expression drew frozen across her face
Swelling the deep faint expressions of rage...
Their soft trickling voices guide an absent soul towards redemption's end
Yet her scars paint a different story, for my beloved walks among a frayed path
in which she has submitted to the vast miasma of weeping stars
I witness as faint wisps of light shimmer beyond the veins of fresh autumn trees and cascade upon her mangled pieces
Deep painted shadows decorated the halls
Her blood ran thick and sweet as honey
The colorless expression drew frozen across her face
Swelling the deep faint expressions of rage...
#death
#evil
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DARK POEM
Published
15th May 2019 4:41am
15th May 2019 4:41am
The Ripper
#dark
#murder
#death
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Dec 2018 12:29pm
21st Dec 2018 12:29pm
Corpse Princess
Every night, my heart beats rampant, under the wandering guise of a troubled mind
Perceiving the shadows of vacant life lying stagnant
The playful echoes of footsteps repel below the ceiling, as drifting ambient voices greet the presence of the living
I walk through empty halls, below the gaze of roaming stars, eloquently painting the dreary night sky
The moon dwells in darkness and maintains itself as the epitome
A lantern harkening light towards the darkest fragments of thought the mind can muster
Breeding the essence of horror within the human psyche as it...
Perceiving the shadows of vacant life lying stagnant
The playful echoes of footsteps repel below the ceiling, as drifting ambient voices greet the presence of the living
I walk through empty halls, below the gaze of roaming stars, eloquently painting the dreary night sky
The moon dwells in darkness and maintains itself as the epitome
A lantern harkening light towards the darkest fragments of thought the mind can muster
Breeding the essence of horror within the human psyche as it...
#lust
#murder
#gothic
#death
#evil
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Nov 2018 6:22am
9th Nov 2018 6:22am
Nightshade
Can you not hear, such mad symphonies of lively despair
whose rhythm beats to the sound of lust
Harkening back to a sense of erratic euphoria, permeating my soul’s ideals of innocence
It is at this moment when my world turns cold
As her tears run down, the silent streams emerge into roaring rivers rendering hopes of intoxication dull to the senses.
To me, her face became a living canvas upon which
a rapture of unspoken melodies erupt a into a withering storm of swords rushing deep through my head
The language of emotion may not console itself into the...
whose rhythm beats to the sound of lust
Harkening back to a sense of erratic euphoria, permeating my soul’s ideals of innocence
It is at this moment when my world turns cold
As her tears run down, the silent streams emerge into roaring rivers rendering hopes of intoxication dull to the senses.
To me, her face became a living canvas upon which
a rapture of unspoken melodies erupt a into a withering storm of swords rushing deep through my head
The language of emotion may not console itself into the...
#love
#grief
#dark
#death
#emotional
478 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Nov 2018 5:43am
1st Nov 2018 5:43am
Fading Silence
They say every man faces death by himself
Alone to wander the blank canvas of purgatory until the light may call down upon him
to which he must revel his life story
from this day I can feel it aching through hollow bones
The shattered remnants of lives long gone, forever laid to rest
Cold and alone as I traverse within the realms of an empty void
I am greeted by the cascading reigns of living embers, plaguing the darkness I once enjoyed
They awake to the call of tragedy
Bellowing shrieks of molten air welcome me to a new perception of agony ...
Alone to wander the blank canvas of purgatory until the light may call down upon him
to which he must revel his life story
from this day I can feel it aching through hollow bones
The shattered remnants of lives long gone, forever laid to rest
Cold and alone as I traverse within the realms of an empty void
I am greeted by the cascading reigns of living embers, plaguing the darkness I once enjoyed
They awake to the call of tragedy
Bellowing shrieks of molten air welcome me to a new perception of agony ...
#dark
#heaven
#hell #suffering
#hell #suffering
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Oct 2018 10:20am
20th Oct 2018 10:20am
Black Craft
I lay in agony amidst the whispering sounds of decay echoing beyond the walls
Alone in search of solace for the soul, whimpering to cut the final frayed strands of sanity.
For the voices dilute the mind’s recollection of reality
Where emotions run rampant, and reason starts to fade
For a vile heart may no longer keep its demons at bay
In the light if my mind’s eye, I succumb to the vibrant fantasies emanating from within
Now that the frontier between man and monster runs thin
A virus which withers away at humanity and renders the mind stagnant ...
Alone in search of solace for the soul, whimpering to cut the final frayed strands of sanity.
For the voices dilute the mind’s recollection of reality
Where emotions run rampant, and reason starts to fade
For a vile heart may no longer keep its demons at bay
In the light if my mind’s eye, I succumb to the vibrant fantasies emanating from within
Now that the frontier between man and monster runs thin
A virus which withers away at humanity and renders the mind stagnant ...
#love
#depression
#hate
#dark
#death
568 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2018 7:27am
18th Oct 2018 7:27am
Blood and Black Lace
It was once the image of a blank silhouette atop the chamber walls which enveloped my heart’s deepest desires
A silent, being of the shadows beckoning me to indulge in its seductive ways throughout the dreary winter nights. It lays still, hanging above the mantle. Filling the air in a thick, bellowing haze of such euphoric decay
Now it’s my turn to play
You always wanted the world to remember you
And leave a striking gradient upon the mark of society
May you finally come to rest, for your dying wish may be fulfilled
No more tears love,
Your...
A silent, being of the shadows beckoning me to indulge in its seductive ways throughout the dreary winter nights. It lays still, hanging above the mantle. Filling the air in a thick, bellowing haze of such euphoric decay
Now it’s my turn to play
You always wanted the world to remember you
And leave a striking gradient upon the mark of society
May you finally come to rest, for your dying wish may be fulfilled
No more tears love,
Your...
#love
#dark
#murder
#gothic
#death
440 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
10th Oct 2018 7:52am
10th Oct 2018 7:52am
Dead Man's Diary
I lie motionless, awaken by a blaze in the northern sky
frozen in a state of euphoria
his body hangs in the chapel, fora ll of God's children to witness
One less sinner to plague our world in corruption and greed
The righteous submit to the horror that lies before them
I ask her to close her eyes, for she needs to find the light within herself
Bring forth your second sight, for the blank tapestry of celestial spires lives to gleam once more
Cold silhouettes, whisper their thoughts amongst the burning embers
My soul seeks to transcend through each...
frozen in a state of euphoria
his body hangs in the chapel, fora ll of God's children to witness
One less sinner to plague our world in corruption and greed
The righteous submit to the horror that lies before them
I ask her to close her eyes, for she needs to find the light within herself
Bring forth your second sight, for the blank tapestry of celestial spires lives to gleam once more
Cold silhouettes, whisper their thoughts amongst the burning embers
My soul seeks to transcend through each...
#dark
#gothic
467 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Oct 2018 8:16am
4th Oct 2018 8:16am
Bring me His Head
I find myself submerged into the suffocating miasma of tortured souls calling out to me
Now left to my own devices
I lie on my knees to endure the rotting flesh of thousands looking back, grazing at my feet
Their frozen faces billowing the stench of festering husks
Glancing back to me through hollow eyes only to
Divulge into my storm of sin
Witness them
Their confinement to such horrid beauty
Emanating sweet sorrow before submitting into cinder
My heart of lycanthropic rage dilutes all sense of morality
Mothers may you succumb to the agony ...
Now left to my own devices
I lie on my knees to endure the rotting flesh of thousands looking back, grazing at my feet
Their frozen faces billowing the stench of festering husks
Glancing back to me through hollow eyes only to
Divulge into my storm of sin
Witness them
Their confinement to such horrid beauty
Emanating sweet sorrow before submitting into cinder
My heart of lycanthropic rage dilutes all sense of morality
Mothers may you succumb to the agony ...
#dark
#war
#gothic #death
#gothic #death
393 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2018 7:51am
2nd Oct 2018 7:51am
The secret We Share
I peer out the chamber window, so as to grasp the full sanctity of my kingdom nestled amongst the Carpathian Mountains
The gentle sound of the wind traversing beneath the warm autumn sun as it recedes into the horizon
The crisp sting of soft snow on bare flesh, leaves her hauntingly pale
The shadows call out her name, lulling one into a sense of grey euphoria
Where the world around us seems to eradicate from existence
Dulling the assimilation between the mind’s reverie and a dark reality
I have finally succumbed to the morbid fantasies trickling down through my...
The gentle sound of the wind traversing beneath the warm autumn sun as it recedes into the horizon
The crisp sting of soft snow on bare flesh, leaves her hauntingly pale
The shadows call out her name, lulling one into a sense of grey euphoria
Where the world around us seems to eradicate from existence
Dulling the assimilation between the mind’s reverie and a dark reality
I have finally succumbed to the morbid fantasies trickling down through my...
#dark
#murder
#gothic
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Sep 2018 10:46pm
25th Sep 2018 10:46pm
Into the Catacombs
It is at such a moment when the future draws inspiration from the pst that I succumb to the conclusion that describes our existence
Where the world fails to resolve itself of life's trepidations
Only then when the one's around us begin to suffer do we act out in reconciliation of divine wisdom
Will your god be there to ease the pain
Alleviate you of the wretched spawn permeating within society's soul
Or will they lull you into a false sensation of safety
In between the lens and light, are they not who others perceive them to be
Should you lift the vale and...
Where the world fails to resolve itself of life's trepidations
Only then when the one's around us begin to suffer do we act out in reconciliation of divine wisdom
Will your god be there to ease the pain
Alleviate you of the wretched spawn permeating within society's soul
Or will they lull you into a false sensation of safety
In between the lens and light, are they not who others perceive them to be
Should you lift the vale and...
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles #religion
#LifeStruggles #religion
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