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.
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jun 2022 7:16pm
10th Jun 2022 7:16pm
Dark Lovers
In celebration and elation
Ever in the shadows, rapt,
Rising above intended station
Drawing near where is kept...
The key to your heart, secret!
This is the path that I choose
To be a dark lady for eternity,
Coveting only the best of you
The one who gave me the key...
Catching me within love's net!
As the object of dark worship
I become like your living idol,
The moment I felt your wet lips
Pressed unto my hungry mouth...
Favoring this child of great Set!
Oh embodied god whom I adore
Whose poetic...
Ever in the shadows, rapt,
Rising above intended station
Drawing near where is kept...
The key to your heart, secret!
This is the path that I choose
To be a dark lady for eternity,
Coveting only the best of you
The one who gave me the key...
Catching me within love's net!
As the object of dark worship
I become like your living idol,
The moment I felt your wet lips
Pressed unto my hungry mouth...
Favoring this child of great Set!
Oh embodied god whom I adore
Whose poetic...
#love
#dark
#ILoveYou
#spiritual
#passion
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7 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Jun 2022 2:25am
8th Jun 2022 2:25am
Honesty and Depravity
We walked together in places older than dust,
I just thought that I was the only one to remember!
My wicked spirit made wickeder by vague dreams,
Terrors that in the night reminded me I was flawed.
Oh, what a child I was not to see the mountains,
When focusing only on the shores of the lake!
I think of you as all my thoughts fill with lust,
Recollecting things my psyche had dismembered!
I have called for you, in a thousand alien screams,
My heart wrenched as upon it feral desire gnawed.
The shores dried up, along with the fountains, ...
I just thought that I was the only one to remember!
My wicked spirit made wickeder by vague dreams,
Terrors that in the night reminded me I was flawed.
Oh, what a child I was not to see the mountains,
When focusing only on the shores of the lake!
I think of you as all my thoughts fill with lust,
Recollecting things my psyche had dismembered!
I have called for you, in a thousand alien screams,
My heart wrenched as upon it feral desire gnawed.
The shores dried up, along with the fountains, ...
#love
#lust
#spiritual
#memories
#passion
357 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Jun 2022 2:25am
8th Jun 2022 2:25am
Hunted, Haunted
Boom, boom, the drums they sound!
In the forests, the jungles, and the dark.
The music carries words in the rhythm,
Secret words written with red passion.
Bleeding with sound and fury to hear,
Boom, boom, come close, come near!
In the deep, in the dark of a mound!
Where a buried secret waits; on a lark,
Whispered to me like a black anthem.
My inner demon takes full possession!
I burn my arm with fire hotly to sear,
All to return, to where love was dear!
The mound is in my mind, always!
Created to remind me of alien sands, ...
In the forests, the jungles, and the dark.
The music carries words in the rhythm,
Secret words written with red passion.
Bleeding with sound and fury to hear,
Boom, boom, come close, come near!
In the deep, in the dark of a mound!
Where a buried secret waits; on a lark,
Whispered to me like a black anthem.
My inner demon takes full possession!
I burn my arm with fire hotly to sear,
All to return, to where love was dear!
The mound is in my mind, always!
Created to remind me of alien sands, ...
#love
#erotic
#dreams
#spiritual
#passion
353 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Jun 2022 1:07am
6th Jun 2022 1:07am
Transmigration of Sorcery
I saw a high tower, in the distance...
Down the roadway that never ends.
Black as deep ebony it rose to greet,
The sharp horns of the crescent moon.
Worlds spinning, red doors opening!
One was with me, only by chance...
We were far more than any friends,
Climbing the tower, our fate to meet.
One final magic, and one last swoon!
Before the final ending of everything.
Together bound, though not by blood,
Another kind of crimson held us firm.
A sister's anger, a horn sounded loud!
Before we knew the longest twilight...
The...
Down the roadway that never ends.
Black as deep ebony it rose to greet,
The sharp horns of the crescent moon.
Worlds spinning, red doors opening!
One was with me, only by chance...
We were far more than any friends,
Climbing the tower, our fate to meet.
One final magic, and one last swoon!
Before the final ending of everything.
Together bound, though not by blood,
Another kind of crimson held us firm.
A sister's anger, a horn sounded loud!
Before we knew the longest twilight...
The...
#dark
#rebirth
#spiritual
#apocalypse
#magic
344 reads
14 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Jun 2022 7:48am
4th Jun 2022 7:48am
In the Waters
Oh, yes! Listen, new blood, and you will weep...
At the legend of the things that below you creep.
Look on the dark waters, oh how they are glistening!
But if you look deeper, there is something just beneath,
Watching, waiting, hoping for you to get a bit closer!
Oh so peaceful, just to look at the ripples for a while.
Wait until the waters turn, wait until the waters churn,
Then you will see what I have witnessed, only to see no more.
I will still be waiting, watching for you from the far shore!
In the waters, in the waters,
Beware the green...
At the legend of the things that below you creep.
Look on the dark waters, oh how they are glistening!
But if you look deeper, there is something just beneath,
Watching, waiting, hoping for you to get a bit closer!
Oh so peaceful, just to look at the ripples for a while.
Wait until the waters turn, wait until the waters churn,
Then you will see what I have witnessed, only to see no more.
I will still be waiting, watching for you from the far shore!
In the waters, in the waters,
Beware the green...
#dark
#water
#scary
#magic
#horror
365 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Jun 2022 7:45am
4th Jun 2022 7:45am
Devil's Blood
Carved was the sign of elder magic,
On the wretched face of the old oak.
I hacked at it with the athame blade,
Until the small dagger cut it all away!
And then I marked it with my seal,
While the bats circled above, crying.
I cut until my blood flowed, tragic!
Not to take my life, but just to stoke,
A fire in the air of that wooded glade.
In blood I traced a path far from day!
Light's absence seemed to be real,
Just as night winds began their dying.
Haunters of the midnight air, cruel,
Yet so noble in their savage dignity. ...
On the wretched face of the old oak.
I hacked at it with the athame blade,
Until the small dagger cut it all away!
And then I marked it with my seal,
While the bats circled above, crying.
I cut until my blood flowed, tragic!
Not to take my life, but just to stoke,
A fire in the air of that wooded glade.
In blood I traced a path far from day!
Light's absence seemed to be real,
Just as night winds began their dying.
Haunters of the midnight air, cruel,
Yet so noble in their savage dignity. ...
#dark
#forest
#magic
#hurt
#witches
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11 Comments
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