Submissions by LaBrujaOscura_75 (Camilla Beatriz Flores)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am dark, gothic, pagan and proud! I write about whatever interests me or what I feel strong or passionate about. The places my writings will take you, they are not for everyone.
Laughter at My Father's Passing
My father told me, on his death bed,
My child you are more evil than was I.
Not because you fill people with dread!
And not because you have the Devil's eye.
Oh no, it is because you are a lot like me,
Only you do not regret the things you do.
As I breathe my last, you weep not I see!
Is it because you and I both always knew?
That one day you would eclipse me fully.
Congratulations, daughter... and farewell...
And after that, no more did Father breathe!
I can only assume, his soul went unto Hell.
Oh what am I, sometimes I ask,...
My child you are more evil than was I.
Not because you fill people with dread!
And not because you have the Devil's eye.
Oh no, it is because you are a lot like me,
Only you do not regret the things you do.
As I breathe my last, you weep not I see!
Is it because you and I both always knew?
That one day you would eclipse me fully.
Congratulations, daughter... and farewell...
And after that, no more did Father breathe!
I can only assume, his soul went unto Hell.
Oh what am I, sometimes I ask,...
#regret
#grief
#death
#acceptance
#denial
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Death Never Sleeps
I am she who has many forms and names
The cold north wind, and the secret flames,
The black void that lies between every star
And the blood that flows to make each scar.
I am merciless and yet there is mercy in me
You do not want to understand my destiny!
There is no going back from where I walked
And I will not take back how I have talked.
I was before the world, before all time began
I will remain, when done is the age of man,
With the multiverse I came into being first.
Before war or strife, before any blood thirst
I dwelt in that...
The cold north wind, and the secret flames,
The black void that lies between every star
And the blood that flows to make each scar.
I am merciless and yet there is mercy in me
You do not want to understand my destiny!
There is no going back from where I walked
And I will not take back how I have talked.
I was before the world, before all time began
I will remain, when done is the age of man,
With the multiverse I came into being first.
Before war or strife, before any blood thirst
I dwelt in that...
#dark
#death
#spiritual
#confessional
#myself
310 reads
4 Comments
An Ancient Sin
The island where I learned my craft
And honed the dark arts to perfection,
Remains in the waters of my black soul.
Where fire and frost meet in the night,
On that island, like those sent adrift
Sailing on ships that have no direction,
Until the spirits of the wind, in control...
Send them to the island with a fright!
Did I bring them hither, in those days,
Was it my mind working cruel spells?
It was only the spirits, my father said.
Old spirits from before time's dawning,
Waiting in the dark without sun's rays
For the hour...
And honed the dark arts to perfection,
Remains in the waters of my black soul.
Where fire and frost meet in the night,
On that island, like those sent adrift
Sailing on ships that have no direction,
Until the spirits of the wind, in control...
Send them to the island with a fright!
Did I bring them hither, in those days,
Was it my mind working cruel spells?
It was only the spirits, my father said.
Old spirits from before time's dawning,
Waiting in the dark without sun's rays
For the hour...
#dark
#family
#evil
#magic
#tradition
244 reads
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Dark Runaway
I am the emptiness, the blackness
What lies beyond the shell that burns,
Leaving nothing but shadow in its' wake.
That is how I describe the torment
Of the pain that comes from the past.
Every time I run, I remain the same
As I was before I left home years ago.
I have a new home now, but no less
Than my heart, for greater peace yearns,
Though how of peace can I ever partake?
And so my darkness is given vent
For the light is fleeting, never to last.
I can no longer the cruel fire tame
So I become the flame for all to know. ...
What lies beyond the shell that burns,
Leaving nothing but shadow in its' wake.
That is how I describe the torment
Of the pain that comes from the past.
Every time I run, I remain the same
As I was before I left home years ago.
I have a new home now, but no less
Than my heart, for greater peace yearns,
Though how of peace can I ever partake?
And so my darkness is given vent
For the light is fleeting, never to last.
I can no longer the cruel fire tame
So I become the flame for all to know. ...
#dark
#fire
#MovingOn
#suffering
#emptiness
344 reads
12 Comments
Spider Goddess of the Cosmic Web
In domains of twilight, where I may espy
Some chance of seeing the clouds parting,
The fangs of the crescent moon awakening
Within me the stirrings of the night's fury.
Some think it dark that I find such peace
In places where ruins meet the woodland,
And dark forests by all people abandoned
Where the scent of pine helps do me ease.
I am one of the children of the night now
There is no returning whence I have come,
No repenting of all the things I have done
Since my spirit became as black as a crow.
In my darkness I am now more...
Some chance of seeing the clouds parting,
The fangs of the crescent moon awakening
Within me the stirrings of the night's fury.
Some think it dark that I find such peace
In places where ruins meet the woodland,
And dark forests by all people abandoned
Where the scent of pine helps do me ease.
I am one of the children of the night now
There is no returning whence I have come,
No repenting of all the things I have done
Since my spirit became as black as a crow.
In my darkness I am now more...
#dark
#aliens
#pagan
#magic
#witches
498 reads
4 Comments
Forbidden Mistress
I think of my love, and of those most deep places
Wherein I give all of my being, to sate the flames,
Which roar within my being, awakening the graces
Hot enough to evaporate the waters of the Thames!
I think of my lust for you, and of its' potent caress
Like your hand reaching out for the hem of my dress,
To slip beyond, into places where only lovers dare
Taking me on a journey to a realm beyond compare.
Eternity is a long time, but not long enough for us!
We are children of passion, and in pleasure we trust.
I think of our history, and keep...
Wherein I give all of my being, to sate the flames,
Which roar within my being, awakening the graces
Hot enough to evaporate the waters of the Thames!
I think of my lust for you, and of its' potent caress
Like your hand reaching out for the hem of my dress,
To slip beyond, into places where only lovers dare
Taking me on a journey to a realm beyond compare.
Eternity is a long time, but not long enough for us!
We are children of passion, and in pleasure we trust.
I think of our history, and keep...
#love
#lust
#dark
#romantic
#passion
480 reads
5 Comments
Infernal Romance
Let me paint for you with hellish art
This image of a journey now to start!
Across the wilds of limbo's mists
The place of purgatory unremitting,
Unrelenting in the cold air thereof
I found the place of fire and old ice!
By hot hail and of sleet ever kissed
Where tall mountains tower sitting,
Quaking in the act of infernal love
And human souls seem tiny as mice.
Beyond that place, past a pallid gate
Lies a distant world that none name,
Revolving around an ebony black sun.
A guardian exists at that threshold!
Those who...
This image of a journey now to start!
Across the wilds of limbo's mists
The place of purgatory unremitting,
Unrelenting in the cold air thereof
I found the place of fire and old ice!
By hot hail and of sleet ever kissed
Where tall mountains tower sitting,
Quaking in the act of infernal love
And human souls seem tiny as mice.
Beyond that place, past a pallid gate
Lies a distant world that none name,
Revolving around an ebony black sun.
A guardian exists at that threshold!
Those who...
#love
#dark
#devil
#spiritual
#hell
376 reads
2 Comments
Daughter of the Void
Did you think that I was human
Just because I have this face,
This body that looks so physical?
What I am is what lies within
Not bound by traits or by race,
But by forces far more spiritual!
Realms inside us, realms beyond
Domains most will never imagine,
Because they lack the wonder.
Some call me angel, some demon
Because they say that I love sin,
That I seek to tear all asunder!
I am a lover of chaos, of freedom
A follower of the living divine,
My voice, a messenger of truth.
I do not esteem too bright the sun ...
Just because I have this face,
This body that looks so physical?
What I am is what lies within
Not bound by traits or by race,
But by forces far more spiritual!
Realms inside us, realms beyond
Domains most will never imagine,
Because they lack the wonder.
Some call me angel, some demon
Because they say that I love sin,
That I seek to tear all asunder!
I am a lover of chaos, of freedom
A follower of the living divine,
My voice, a messenger of truth.
I do not esteem too bright the sun ...
#dark
#spiritual
#confessional
#pagan
#magic
369 reads
7 Comments
Primordial Circle
The darkness in my soul is not hidden
It has been there since way before I was born,
At least in this life; I have lived so many!
Like the person I love, I have countless names.
On noble steeds I had long ago ridden
My eyes saw the light of the very first morn,
Before the very first golden age of plenty!
I danced in the fire of the first volcanic flames.
Circle, circle, in the dawning of the age
Behold our truest forms and go mad!
Born of flame were we, and filled with rage
Our hearts heavy and our spirits sad,
At what mankind...
It has been there since way before I was born,
At least in this life; I have lived so many!
Like the person I love, I have countless names.
On noble steeds I had long ago ridden
My eyes saw the light of the very first morn,
Before the very first golden age of plenty!
I danced in the fire of the first volcanic flames.
Circle, circle, in the dawning of the age
Behold our truest forms and go mad!
Born of flame were we, and filled with rage
Our hearts heavy and our spirits sad,
At what mankind...
#dark
#rebirth
#spiritual
#memories
#apocalypse
540 reads
10 Comments
Weary Dreamer
Weariness is never weak
When you ponder life's intricacies,
Ever something more to seek
When seeking long past subtleties.
And so I speak, words unbound
Flying free, like bats in the trees,
With every phrase and uttered sound
I reveal more than some ever see.
If I weary in my weaving
Of verses that have many meanings,
It is because, thus undeceiving
It is difficult to create gleamings.
For dark is the world in this age
Where fear seems rampant around,
As innocent hearts fill with rage
And courts pass judgments...
When you ponder life's intricacies,
Ever something more to seek
When seeking long past subtleties.
And so I speak, words unbound
Flying free, like bats in the trees,
With every phrase and uttered sound
I reveal more than some ever see.
If I weary in my weaving
Of verses that have many meanings,
It is because, thus undeceiving
It is difficult to create gleamings.
For dark is the world in this age
Where fear seems rampant around,
As innocent hearts fill with rage
And courts pass judgments...
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#honesty
486 reads
8 Comments
Secret Knowledge
Do you want to know a secret?
The Devil is not as wicked as they say
Never speaking in lies spider-like spun,
Because the truth can hurt many more!
But only those who bring their own evil
Which they see reflected in the third eye,
Of the one they call fallen, are in peril!
Do you want to know a secret?
I know the Devil personally, and may
Inform you that their truth harms none,
Unless your own darkness makes you sore!
Such ones should of their tongues still
Unless they hang themselves with each lie,
That makes them blind to...
The Devil is not as wicked as they say
Never speaking in lies spider-like spun,
Because the truth can hurt many more!
But only those who bring their own evil
Which they see reflected in the third eye,
Of the one they call fallen, are in peril!
Do you want to know a secret?
I know the Devil personally, and may
Inform you that their truth harms none,
Unless your own darkness makes you sore!
Such ones should of their tongues still
Unless they hang themselves with each lie,
That makes them blind to...
#dark
#secrets
#devil
#spiritual
#ForbiddenLove
558 reads
9 Comments
La Voladora
When I was a little girl, growing up in Chile
My father told me a story of a terrible monster.
At night it flies about on widest black wings
While once it was a girl, only one older than I.
La Voladora is her name, and one she shares
With others of her kind who serve dark power.
Where she flies many see her shadow on the wall
A tragic child is she, long parted from her kin.
Oh Voladora, what makes you so sad?
Did you not have a proper mom and dad
Or were you stolen away from your crib,
And in some sorcerer's cavern artfully hid! ...
My father told me a story of a terrible monster.
At night it flies about on widest black wings
While once it was a girl, only one older than I.
La Voladora is her name, and one she shares
With others of her kind who serve dark power.
Where she flies many see her shadow on the wall
A tragic child is she, long parted from her kin.
Oh Voladora, what makes you so sad?
Did you not have a proper mom and dad
Or were you stolen away from your crib,
And in some sorcerer's cavern artfully hid! ...
#dark
#childhood
#monsters
#mythology
#horror
568 reads
8 Comments
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