Collaborative Poetry
#collaboration
Collective or collaborative poetry, here you'll find prose and poems written by more than one author, in collaboration with one another.
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:36am
Yesterday 1:36am
Souls Without Buttons-with Bluevelvete
Embracing the dark side of life. Of the carrion bird's ovaries. Whose name is etched in my back? Hollow be thy tongue, swallowing dead fish. Caught in the catcher's net of one's mortality. Cast by the Cointreau of the Devil's brandy. Oh! but it tastes so sweet. Dressed up neat in my pale shadow of death's philanthropy of a benevolent society. In the twilight's needle. Embracing the dark side of the life of souls without buttons. Shrouded in all my precise threading through a twilight needle of pseudo bloodletting. Free to fully embrace the darkened yarn of forlorn skies, wretched welcoming...
#dark
#gothic
#collaboration
41 reads
9 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
15th Jan 2021 1:21am
15th Jan 2021 1:21am
Son of Mayhem and Diphtheria--with MyEyeDelight
As the chill of death came over me and me in my pj's of detox. In my gadabout as a social chameleon. Changing spots, and offering the pox. Honing my quill with a double edge samovar spewing my rot. Of ejaculations for madmen fools from my pen of a gothic persuasion. Dripping from my tongue to your lips in my loathsome hysteria. Feeling the flesh of night disassemble of digestible words for my despicable. As your green eyes look at me from afar in my poetic justification from insomnia's nightjar. I the son of Mayhem and Diphtheria. Using powdered vinegar to cover my rigor mortis as my bones...
#dark
#gothic
#death #collaboration
#death #collaboration
50 reads
19 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2021 00:46am
2nd Jan 2021 00:46am
Infinite Awe-with MyEyeDelight
One dark and stormy night chilled to my bones
my hands are cold, fingers cracked
just me and my scaredy cat listening
listening to the clickety-clack
echoing from the cobblestones
while I wallow in my obscurity
struggling with pain from caffeine
ripping my Winnie the Pooh
in its obscenity of my dreams
jaws grinding on the street
slack from infinite awe
tripping lightly over dead things
jealous of my winter mittens.
my hands are cold, fingers cracked
just me and my scaredy cat listening
listening to the clickety-clack
echoing from the cobblestones
while I wallow in my obscurity
struggling with pain from caffeine
ripping my Winnie the Pooh
in its obscenity of my dreams
jaws grinding on the street
slack from infinite awe
tripping lightly over dead things
jealous of my winter mittens.
#dark
#gothic
#collaboration
37 reads
8 Comments
arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
12th Dec 2020 9:52pm
12th Dec 2020 9:52pm
Thus, you've graduated, so I'll give you... a BETTER teacher. Editor. AND Preacher.
The Devil Cares, and RE and RE and RE ...dux.
ORIGINAL WORK BY BLUEVELVETE
(Edited by: Master Tasteless Poetaster)
To make it hit HARDER. Break water. GO FASTER.
AND STICK.
THE DEVIL MAY CARE (Redux)
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Your mouth,
it's smart and witty.
BITING
into that tender
skin under my ear,
where I spill my secrets,
I was so clear.
THAT'S
where...I lose it.
Where 'good girl'
sheds. ALL... airs,
and I'm left swimming
in "Devil may cares".
Head...
ORIGINAL WORK BY BLUEVELVETE
(Edited by: Master Tasteless Poetaster)
To make it hit HARDER. Break water. GO FASTER.
AND STICK.
THE DEVIL MAY CARE (Redux)
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Your mouth,
it's smart and witty.
BITING
into that tender
skin under my ear,
where I spill my secrets,
I was so clear.
THAT'S
where...I lose it.
Where 'good girl'
sheds. ALL... airs,
and I'm left swimming
in "Devil may cares".
Head...
#erotic
#evil
#school #collaboration
#school #collaboration
105 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
28th Nov 2020 4:58pm
28th Nov 2020 4:58pm
the epitome of nothings (a robuma collab)
Death do as you wish.
Paint the skies morphine black
Let a blinded artist collect
Falling stars on an evergreen palette.
in an existential cesspool
lay askew fractured black lotuses
(unheard of solid pastures
from jarring open mirage bubble)
of crushed widow~ necks
in latencies of chronic hemorrhagic
silently culling deaths- a boggy
pulldown burial betrayal... right
below their distorted thready feeble
reeds of tangled grounds- that for
once dangles free... to severed ...
Paint the skies morphine black
Let a blinded artist collect
Falling stars on an evergreen palette.
in an existential cesspool
lay askew fractured black lotuses
(unheard of solid pastures
from jarring open mirage bubble)
of crushed widow~ necks
in latencies of chronic hemorrhagic
silently culling deaths- a boggy
pulldown burial betrayal... right
below their distorted thready feeble
reeds of tangled grounds- that for
once dangles free... to severed ...
#love
#hope
#death
#faith
#collaboration
100 reads
3 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2020 1:04am
23rd Nov 2020 1:04am
Death's Frozen Smile-with KristinaX
Sweet as the formaldehyde dripping. My cocaine. Touching your lips, so violet-blue. Feeling the sutures on your chest. Laced up like grandma's shoe. With putty-wax to seal your sinus cavities. Exposed by an eight-pound hammer and the mortician's sawblade. In all your gory. Splattered on the walls. My cocaine.
Tears have dried up. Blood has grown cold. Your beautiful icy gaze fixed only on me. Each one of you loves me more. Because in Death, everything can be fixed. A new world of happiness. The flames of your soul now burn only in my eyes. Addicted to your death. My...
Tears have dried up. Blood has grown cold. Your beautiful icy gaze fixed only on me. Each one of you loves me more. Because in Death, everything can be fixed. A new world of happiness. The flames of your soul now burn only in my eyes. Addicted to your death. My...
#dark
#gothic
#death #collaboration
#death #collaboration
89 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
20th Nov 2020 11:59pm
20th Nov 2020 11:59pm
Fatal Dose-with KristinaX
As the poison flows from your eyes to mine. With a fatal dose of the dark. An endless night of death. My heart sleeps until tomorrow comes. As the poison flows from your eyes to mine. Bearing my soul of the opium moon. In shadows of the occult. Following me to your bosom's core. Dripping your brandy, of innocence lost.
The stigma of my curse is on you. Hunting for you always, I can smell your scent a mile away while darkness rules. I will murder you again and again with my gaze, do not ask for mercy. Your sins feed my thirst. You are mine now and forever as I feast on your...
The stigma of my curse is on you. Hunting for you always, I can smell your scent a mile away while darkness rules. I will murder you again and again with my gaze, do not ask for mercy. Your sins feed my thirst. You are mine now and forever as I feast on your...
#love
#dark
#erotic
#death
#collaboration
131 reads
9 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
14th Nov 2020 5:37pm
14th Nov 2020 5:37pm
Dreaming-with Bluevelvete
Do we ever stop dreaming, will the sun melt
where does night go when the moon sleeps
are there rainbows, when the clouds cry,
do we ever stop dreaming if the felt-tip dries,
does it wither and shrink, from that black thoughtless place,
or does it dance midair, upon my fear's own ironic stare?
where does night go when the moon sleeps
are there rainbows, when the clouds cry,
do we ever stop dreaming if the felt-tip dries,
does it wither and shrink, from that black thoughtless place,
or does it dance midair, upon my fear's own ironic stare?
#dreams
#LifeGoals
#myself
#philosophical
#collaboration
121 reads
13 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 10:27pm
27th Oct 2020 10:27pm
their sound[s] of silence.
Souls softly merge
and are lost
under heavenly stars
as if vapour—
caught
in a gentle breeze
are these
persistent dreams
of becoming
ethereal lovers
when silence
surrounds them
~quieted~
in a dazzling labyrinth
a passionate maze
of such
(en)raptured heart's
discovered...
one
and
then
the other
Theirs,
is an
unknown reunion
of wearied ...
and are lost
under heavenly stars
as if vapour—
caught
in a gentle breeze
are these
persistent dreams
of becoming
ethereal lovers
when silence
surrounds them
~quieted~
in a dazzling labyrinth
a passionate maze
of such
(en)raptured heart's
discovered...
one
and
then
the other
Theirs,
is an
unknown reunion
of wearied ...
#love
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
#collaboration
222 reads
23 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 11:09pm
28th Sep 2020 11:09pm
Blue Velvet And Crimson Mascara-in collaboration with Bluevelvete
Drowned in endless desires, twilight's opera
of blue velvet and crimson mascara
with green eyes of poetic fires
a pool of obsidian dust rises
of a true wandering soul
innocence and bold
whose darkened infatuation's greed
allow'd a carnal psychopathic siege
drowned in endless desires, twilight's opera
of blue velvet and crimson mascara
with green eyes of poetic fires
a pool of obsidian dust rises
of a true wandering soul
innocence and bold
whose darkened infatuation's greed
allow'd a carnal psychopathic siege
drowned in endless desires, twilight's opera
#erotic
#PopCulture
#collaboration
105 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 11:48pm
24th Sep 2020 11:48pm
Spikes Of Delirium--with Crimsin
Sometimes a long shadow whispers
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
#dark
#evil
#collaboration
95 reads
6 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 10:02pm
24th Sep 2020 10:02pm
Outersanity~with the talented Drieks
the collective eye looks inward
the species of soul has pricked the conscious of the hierarchy
perhaps they are more than sustenance
implanted in humanities conscious...fear
religion used for general enslavement
we crave their suffering
harvest their pain
human screams are the lullabies
our offspring sleep to
tendrils across the universe
detects something new on the winds
coded and locked
a dominion we are new to
the collective eye blinks
and as one we shudder
With precision, their dreams punctured. ...
the species of soul has pricked the conscious of the hierarchy
perhaps they are more than sustenance
implanted in humanities conscious...fear
religion used for general enslavement
we crave their suffering
harvest their pain
human screams are the lullabies
our offspring sleep to
tendrils across the universe
detects something new on the winds
coded and locked
a dominion we are new to
the collective eye blinks
and as one we shudder
With precision, their dreams punctured. ...
#humankind
#aliens
#collaboration #scifi
#collaboration #scifi
100 reads
5 Comments
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