- - - HER SANGUINE COCKTAIL - - -

Hades, the Romanticist of the dark
and morbid scripts; a tale he'll twist
and a tale he'll tell, of love that's wove
in the bowels of Hel Herself -

I haven't seen any of your stories on
here lately so, this was a Great one
to reemerge with -

"Candles burn with infernal grace
 The disgrace consumes this place
 A home inflamed stinking of the grave
 The morning brings ruinous sight
 A bleak light and portent night
 Love and death eternally entwined"

  Dantalion


 

Thank you, my brother.

The King of Darkness ~ only HE can paint such a lament of vampiric sorrow drenched in mortal emotion. . .and how it leaves me adoring them. . .*brilliant*, my King, from title to last stanza. . .~Devil~lyn.

thank you, dearest Flamma. I was hoping such a vampire fanatic would like this. It really means a lot to me.

~  "Her throne of snow"..
~  "She sips a sanguine cocktail"
~ "Words flit across the triptych"
~such conjuring imagery slammed in your solo lines..

"Yes, I dreamt of a beauty shat from Hell"
~serious versing, SirHades.. *adore this!
title took All here.. til your archaic past tensing of shit-- used so femme-necro-darkly is plain fancy! ;)

enjoyed the emotional webs twisted poignantly throughout your dark bursts of word flavor..
curtsies & sweet eve,
~d

I always look forward to how you break the poems down. It helps gives me a fresh perspective on things I wrote. It's awesome and thank you.

"Her kiss was blue
But true
Never guessed that
I was the fool
She left a scar
So far
Upon myself
And on the stars"

very nice and dark poem! Well done :)

Much appreciated

"My crime
Was to love her
Like bitter wine
Roses and thorns
I’m torn
Twixt love and hate
My venom born"  .... those are the kind of words that will rip a heart out... Ravenous ink! Much enjoyed it, blue angel

Thank you, again, for your kind words.