Submissions by TypicalDoom
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Yo what’s good I am just your typical doom poet who can only express her feelings through flowery depressing poems ✌️
shadow’s parade
reach through me
swallow me whole
lift me higher
let me see your soul
free my chains
release the clasps
undo the reins
and kiss me at last
trudge through the mud
and travel through the snow
a blizzard of dreams
and a torrent of woes
lightning strikes
and the rain washes away
the whispering breaths
and the shadow’s parade
hold me close
and squeeze me tight
what i long to feel
is your candle, alight
torn through the leaves
and the vines tangled law
sing...
swallow me whole
lift me higher
let me see your soul
free my chains
release the clasps
undo the reins
and kiss me at last
trudge through the mud
and travel through the snow
a blizzard of dreams
and a torrent of woes
lightning strikes
and the rain washes away
the whispering breaths
and the shadow’s parade
hold me close
and squeeze me tight
what i long to feel
is your candle, alight
torn through the leaves
and the vines tangled law
sing...
#love
#dark
#death #bittersweet
#death #bittersweet
270 reads
3 Comments
immortal wounds
time drifts from end to end
release these chains, torn wrists i must tend
sticky and bloody and salty and sweet
fleshy, shredded, and bone crunching deep
drenched in ichor and swollen eyes wail
listless and weakened, broken and frail
grasping toward the mournful whispers
cloying melodies echo tales of glimmers
precious baby, honey sweet and gold
delicate jewel, unfathomably cold
heart crunching and brain melting
deepening sorrow and poison erupting
bubbling, brewing, simmering, stewing
tall...
release these chains, torn wrists i must tend
sticky and bloody and salty and sweet
fleshy, shredded, and bone crunching deep
drenched in ichor and swollen eyes wail
listless and weakened, broken and frail
grasping toward the mournful whispers
cloying melodies echo tales of glimmers
precious baby, honey sweet and gold
delicate jewel, unfathomably cold
heart crunching and brain melting
deepening sorrow and poison erupting
bubbling, brewing, simmering, stewing
tall...
#despair
#suffering
#fear
440 reads
2 Comments
infinite cog
in the morning
past the fog
luminous days
inevitable slog
windy dreams
desperate pleas
how can i
be at peace?
forgive me sun
for i have learned
how to live
beyond your burn
in a cave
past the trees
i sleep at last
buried in leaves
i long for earth
the cool damp spell
coiled in mud
beyond my hell
the light of day
beckons my strife
the days too long
to avoid my life
release at last
my ambitious breath
the wheel has used you
to...
past the fog
luminous days
inevitable slog
windy dreams
desperate pleas
how can i
be at peace?
forgive me sun
for i have learned
how to live
beyond your burn
in a cave
past the trees
i sleep at last
buried in leaves
i long for earth
the cool damp spell
coiled in mud
beyond my hell
the light of day
beckons my strife
the days too long
to avoid my life
release at last
my ambitious breath
the wheel has used you
to...
#loneliness
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#disappointment
#emptiness
345 reads
4 Comments
i need some time away from myself
suffering in silence and lost in dreams
fantasy comes with a price it seems
the reality of my life is a delusion, i see
for love is a myth we all believe
its truth comes from stories that we leave
but not once has it ever come to me
and yet
still
i grieve
my wondrous joy and naive freedom
is trampled by the lifeless droll and a heartless kingdom
sitting in silence while the deaf still hum
drifting in solitude as life marches on
what use is it to yearn when all goes unsaid?
but what purpose does it serve to...
fantasy comes with a price it seems
the reality of my life is a delusion, i see
for love is a myth we all believe
its truth comes from stories that we leave
but not once has it ever come to me
and yet
still
i grieve
my wondrous joy and naive freedom
is trampled by the lifeless droll and a heartless kingdom
sitting in silence while the deaf still hum
drifting in solitude as life marches on
what use is it to yearn when all goes unsaid?
but what purpose does it serve to...
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#frustration
#emptiness
430 reads
5 Comments
daily demise
long before the curse that binds
less forlorn in savage times
wish me gone in delicate rhymes
and whisk me, worn, in thorny vines
lay me down in silken threads
place my head upon its bed
twist my neck in sickening dread
and drain me clean of anything red
winter’s drear darkens the feast
for light brings grief upon the beast
let no one let this sabbath cease
rend my flesh, bloated and bleached
less forlorn in savage times
wish me gone in delicate rhymes
and whisk me, worn, in thorny vines
lay me down in silken threads
place my head upon its bed
twist my neck in sickening dread
and drain me clean of anything red
winter’s drear darkens the feast
for light brings grief upon the beast
let no one let this sabbath cease
rend my flesh, bloated and bleached
#death
#evil
#suffering #sacrifice
#suffering #sacrifice
626 reads
8 Comments
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