crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:26am
Yesterday 00:26am
bidden
the soul flickers then fades
upon my grave...rest
contemptible life I persist
dragging my heart to and fro
in the quest to find normalcy vow
sickened chastity of spirit
denies me entry into its kingdom
slaying me with its shrewd tongue
not yet oh ye of little knowledge
upon the ledge dost thou fling with no remorse?
into the fray with dire outcome
sin today pay on the morrow
death cares not the end
should it be messy and cruel
or be it found in a timely fashion
lurking in darkness...vain...
upon my grave...rest
contemptible life I persist
dragging my heart to and fro
in the quest to find normalcy vow
sickened chastity of spirit
denies me entry into its kingdom
slaying me with its shrewd tongue
not yet oh ye of little knowledge
upon the ledge dost thou fling with no remorse?
into the fray with dire outcome
sin today pay on the morrow
death cares not the end
should it be messy and cruel
or be it found in a timely fashion
lurking in darkness...vain...
#dark
#death
12 reads
2 Comments
dumdum10100
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:52pm
Yesterday 5:52pm
What's the point?
For far to long, my passion has been stripped
from within, and I’ve misplaced all desire
to watch my budding goals or dreams transpire.
Awaiting resolution for life’s script
where death escorts me to my final crypt.
Almost as if stuck deeply in a mire,
I struggle to find a chance to acquire
change within this fellow who’s nondescript.
Yet, often I scream to the universe.
Upon deaf ears, I beg to know my role.
Is it all for naught but to die alone?
Will I forever bear this dreadful curse,
or shall an epiphany wake my soul? ...
from within, and I’ve misplaced all desire
to watch my budding goals or dreams transpire.
Awaiting resolution for life’s script
where death escorts me to my final crypt.
Almost as if stuck deeply in a mire,
I struggle to find a chance to acquire
change within this fellow who’s nondescript.
Yet, often I scream to the universe.
Upon deaf ears, I beg to know my role.
Is it all for naught but to die alone?
Will I forever bear this dreadful curse,
or shall an epiphany wake my soul? ...
#dark
#sonnet
6 reads
0 Comments
Madley_Maiden
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:14pm
Yesterday 3:14pm
Tormentous Thoughts
You never leave
You're always suffocating me
I lose control
from all the endless berating
I've come undone
steal my mind please end this pain
This life means nothing to you
This shell you live in haunts me
My mind is divided
It seems our souls have collided
The only way to end this
Is either to lose my life
Or to take yours
You're always suffocating me
I lose control
from all the endless berating
I've come undone
steal my mind please end this pain
This life means nothing to you
This shell you live in haunts me
My mind is divided
It seems our souls have collided
The only way to end this
Is either to lose my life
Or to take yours
#depression
#dark
#hurt
11 reads
1 Comment
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:06pm
Yesterday 3:06pm
Give me your Imperfect Desire
I want what isn't perfect
Desires that don't float upstream
I chose you for a reason
Training you for a dark sub divide
My gift for your patience
Serenity through pain
Prepare
Wait
Pray
Desires that don't float upstream
I chose you for a reason
Training you for a dark sub divide
My gift for your patience
Serenity through pain
Prepare
Wait
Pray
#dark
#erotic
#BDSM
33 reads
6 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 2:37pm
30th Jul 2021 2:37pm
Black Brick Seer
The moon seems to spin or spiral -
In – S-L-O-W – Motion segments
Of self consumption in shadowed/floral
Patterns – In numerous belated/laments.
Opulent window – Into – Life like ink.
Dreams & things: Past, present, future.
Let me open my eyes – In order to close them and just… Sink.
Black velvet textures in segments of verdure.
I am. Confrontations with self consuming darkness.
I am Poet. In illuminations, transforming all of this.
Making multi tiered heavens as beautified havens.
In firelight candle wax fight between...
In – S-L-O-W – Motion segments
Of self consumption in shadowed/floral
Patterns – In numerous belated/laments.
Opulent window – Into – Life like ink.
Dreams & things: Past, present, future.
Let me open my eyes – In order to close them and just… Sink.
Black velvet textures in segments of verdure.
I am. Confrontations with self consuming darkness.
I am Poet. In illuminations, transforming all of this.
Making multi tiered heavens as beautified havens.
In firelight candle wax fight between...
#dark
#universe
#fire
#shadows
#myself
17 reads
2 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 2:35pm
30th Jul 2021 2:35pm
Mantis
Dweller of shadows.
Integrated -
Into the flows,
Created
or
Recreated
in
Sorrows
in
Solos
of
Pianos
Made of space age echoes
Of eternity
if
You see
like
I see
if
You feel
like
Me.
Integrated -
Into the flows,
Created
or
Recreated
in
Sorrows
in
Solos
of
Pianos
Made of space age echoes
Of eternity
if
You see
like
I see
if
You feel
like
Me.
#dark
#spiritual
#confessional
#aliens
#SelfDiscovery
15 reads
4 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 6:24am
30th Jul 2021 6:24am
Mr. Killa Stank Stank (Knife Sleep)
#dark
#humankind
#frustration #emptiness
#frustration #emptiness
23 reads
7 Comments
flowergirl
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 2:28am
30th Jul 2021 2:28am
Eighty-six Years (co-write with Adaigio)
The newly applied moisturizing cream didn't do her beauty justice. Skeleton face soaks up the cream, crystal tears never go away from her eyes. Yet, her flesh crawled as if she were shedding her skin.
Faded purple ness made her look haunting with a never-ending grin.
Her husband of eighty-six years lay decomposing in their bed.
Some say they can see blood tears in her shark dark eye, that seem to sparkle. As they float away like evil rain out an open window, turning into murderess crows.
Clocks chime the strike of midnight, she walks in darkness, she...
Faded purple ness made her look haunting with a never-ending grin.
Her husband of eighty-six years lay decomposing in their bed.
Some say they can see blood tears in her shark dark eye, that seem to sparkle. As they float away like evil rain out an open window, turning into murderess crows.
Clocks chime the strike of midnight, she walks in darkness, she...
#dark
#death
#manipulation
32 reads
10 Comments
Brandon
Soul Divide
Soul Divide
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 00:54am
30th Jul 2021 00:54am
Malice In Sin
#dark
#sex
#death
33 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 9:10pm
29th Jul 2021 9:10pm
bane
it's felt in the hidden fear
my face lies to the mirror
a smile plastered to my lips
false inside me I feel it...slip
needy greed cloys
my soul convulses
bitter chaos peaks
speaking parables of distrust
a grudge against myself
I'm insane didn't you hear?
I seek but fall flat against adversity
malicious feelings revolt spiking delirium
twisted within, my sorrow sings
I listen then block it out
it reveals too much about myself
dark faith brings me pleasure
I can get inside and die there ...
my face lies to the mirror
a smile plastered to my lips
false inside me I feel it...slip
needy greed cloys
my soul convulses
bitter chaos peaks
speaking parables of distrust
a grudge against myself
I'm insane didn't you hear?
I seek but fall flat against adversity
malicious feelings revolt spiking delirium
twisted within, my sorrow sings
I listen then block it out
it reveals too much about myself
dark faith brings me pleasure
I can get inside and die there ...
#dark
27 reads
2 Comments
Madley_Maiden
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 7:26pm
29th Jul 2021 7:26pm
Cruel Fury
#dark
#death
#bipolar
27 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
29th Jul 2021 3:47pm
29th Jul 2021 3:47pm
Persephone
Debby was a beautiful girl, not only in heart but she had a beautiul spirit
Her soul wasn't of the silent sort, familiars claimed that they could hear it
Quick to try to right any wrong, uplifting motivation all day long
"We Are The World" her favorite of all time song
She considered herself a free spirit, one of the last true hippies
Casual in her dress, nose piercing, and a love to get a little tipsy
Popping up in social circles grabbing children of any color and acting silly
She was trailer park, ghetto, barrio, goth, rock, blues, city, and...
Her soul wasn't of the silent sort, familiars claimed that they could hear it
Quick to try to right any wrong, uplifting motivation all day long
"We Are The World" her favorite of all time song
She considered herself a free spirit, one of the last true hippies
Casual in her dress, nose piercing, and a love to get a little tipsy
Popping up in social circles grabbing children of any color and acting silly
She was trailer park, ghetto, barrio, goth, rock, blues, city, and...
#love
#dark
#identity #freedom
#identity #freedom
17 reads
0 Comments
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