adagio
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 3:42pm
10th Jan 2025 3:42pm
Excerpts - with Lilliputian
Lonely nights under anesthesia
my obsession with death...
will you be mine?
to wish me on my way
with a eulogy echoing
blessing my soul
taken by a touch of demise
beneath the mangrove
resting my mind
inhaled by the dusk
a divine light that blinds
to quiet the heartbeats
songs are beautiful
but lyrics deceive
by contemporary poets
of excerpts in a final breath
my obsession with death
lonely nights under anesthesia
my obsession with death...
will you be mine?
to wish me on my way
with a eulogy echoing
blessing my soul
taken by a touch of demise
beneath the mangrove
resting my mind
inhaled by the dusk
a divine light that blinds
to quiet the heartbeats
songs are beautiful
but lyrics deceive
by contemporary poets
of excerpts in a final breath
my obsession with death
lonely nights under anesthesia
#collaboration
#dark
#death #philosophical
#death #philosophical
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 11:18pm
9th Jan 2025 11:18pm
Chasm
Your name is carved into my skin,
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.
The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.
Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.
I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are...
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.
The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.
Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.
I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are...
#dark
#sacrifice
#shadows
#suffering
#tragedy
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adagio
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 10:19pm
9th Jan 2025 10:19pm
Margarita Jalapeno
"Everything is beautiful in its own way"
My sweet Tequila, Margarita Jalapeno
like a loaded gun in a strange world
with a kiss of agave to garnish her lips
of madness and taboo called insanity
A salty repertoire enticing moonlight
screaming "Only the Lonely" capturing
the soul waltzing with Mephistopheles
up the winding staircase
My sweet Tequila, Margarita Jalapeno
like a loaded gun in a strange world
with a kiss of agave to garnish her lips
of madness and taboo called insanity
A salty repertoire enticing moonlight
screaming "Only the Lonely" capturing
the soul waltzing with Mephistopheles
up the winding staircase
#dark
#erotic
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 1:54pm
9th Jan 2025 1:54pm
Beneath the Tide
I see you rising in the waves,
A silent hymn, a call to caves.
You pull the anchor from my chest,
A slow descent, a dream of rest.
Each heartbeat drowns beneath your gaze,
A siren song, a violet haze.
And I am weightless, sinking lower,
Your voice, the tide; I can’t grow colder.
Pull me under—
Break my name.
Fill my lungs with
Endless flame.
The surface fades; I won’t survive,
But I’m alive beneath the tide.
Your hands are threads of liquid steel,
They twist, they bind, they make me kneel.
A...
A silent hymn, a call to caves.
You pull the anchor from my chest,
A slow descent, a dream of rest.
Each heartbeat drowns beneath your gaze,
A siren song, a violet haze.
And I am weightless, sinking lower,
Your voice, the tide; I can’t grow colder.
Pull me under—
Break my name.
Fill my lungs with
Endless flame.
The surface fades; I won’t survive,
But I’m alive beneath the tide.
Your hands are threads of liquid steel,
They twist, they bind, they make me kneel.
A...
#apathy
#curse
#dark
#depression
#emptiness
63 reads
1 Comment
adagio
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 1:52am
9th Jan 2025 1:52am
Leeches
Hideous leeches with narcissistic mirrors
puppets on strings caught in a crossfire
expecting immunity to their insanity
beyond the shadows and house of clay
showing their colors cheating in life
hearing echoes of grandiosity caught
in a crossfire, gumming Cheetos
puppets on strings caught in a crossfire
expecting immunity to their insanity
beyond the shadows and house of clay
showing their colors cheating in life
hearing echoes of grandiosity caught
in a crossfire, gumming Cheetos
#dark
#emptiness
#hypocrisy #loneliness
#hypocrisy #loneliness
85 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 9:20pm
8th Jan 2025 9:20pm
Wheels Fell Off
The night the wheels fell off and now the wings
of flying monkeys chasing shadows on the edge
of Gothmn City thinking he was Batman as stars
blinked neon with the air thick as his whiskers
gasping from his mind's abyss adrift in chaos
weaving tales of obscenity without thought
as he unravels the night the wheels fell off
of flying monkeys chasing shadows on the edge
of Gothmn City thinking he was Batman as stars
blinked neon with the air thick as his whiskers
gasping from his mind's abyss adrift in chaos
weaving tales of obscenity without thought
as he unravels the night the wheels fell off
#dark
66 reads
6 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 2:49pm
8th Jan 2025 2:49pm
Pulp Fiction
"Trust not the heart, for it's a dance"
As the dark becomes the hunter
into the fray before dawn breaks
In a labyrinth where echoes dwell
of murmurs fraught with wilting grief
Wearing a fedora of haunting fatale
behind a shadowed door of faded memories
As the dark becomes the hunter
into the fray before dawn breaks
In a labyrinth where echoes dwell
of murmurs fraught with wilting grief
Wearing a fedora of haunting fatale
behind a shadowed door of faded memories
#dark
#mystery
#night
94 reads
4 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 6:17am
8th Jan 2025 6:17am
Daring To Be Negative
A big problem I face is having to soften up my words to make myself digestible to others. When honestly I have no capacity to be anything but authentic even if it stings.
A girl from that support group I dropped reached out to see if I need anything and wanted to connect on zoom. I said that's nice to hear, but that my problems are beyond anyone's help. I'm well aware of this, which is why I prefer to be alone. It's a necessity honestly. I knew it would be one day especially when people started finding out about the monster within.
I don't really talk on Facebook anymore...
A girl from that support group I dropped reached out to see if I need anything and wanted to connect on zoom. I said that's nice to hear, but that my problems are beyond anyone's help. I'm well aware of this, which is why I prefer to be alone. It's a necessity honestly. I knew it would be one day especially when people started finding out about the monster within.
I don't really talk on Facebook anymore...
#apathy
#dark
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Lilliputian
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 1:17am
8th Jan 2025 1:17am
Pale Blue by You _ with "Adagio"
Haunt me a corpse in a shoe
Embalming me blue
Curse me death's shadow
Embracing me hallow
Only loneliness to follow
With no shade in the fallow
And a rotting decay to grow
With no light bellow
A corpse of a bedfellow
Held in escrow
Embalming me blue
Curse me death's shadow
Embracing me hallow
Only loneliness to follow
With no shade in the fallow
And a rotting decay to grow
With no light bellow
A corpse of a bedfellow
Held in escrow
#dark
107 reads
9 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 4:08pm
7th Jan 2025 4:08pm
Willow Corpse
A corpse of willow in shadows
weeps for me a gentle embrace
a sleeveless haunting stare
of naked bark and bone fingers
dripping it's lusting marrow
pulsing memories, ancient rites
decaying into twilight
weeps for me a gentle embrace
a sleeveless haunting stare
of naked bark and bone fingers
dripping it's lusting marrow
pulsing memories, ancient rites
decaying into twilight
#dark
#erotic
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adagio
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:20pm
6th Jan 2025 10:20pm
Mama Count Smack
Among stones of decayed bones silence weeps
memories of petals in the nightshade sighing
a fragrance of corpse with long fingers
tracing the anatomy of the fetus sack
unraveling the flesh of fish betrayed
dissolving into remnants of cold anchovy
dripping marrow in the dark's cacophony
echoing a symphony in a twilight's requiem
creeping among stones of one's lobotomy
listening to Mama count smack and flying
monkeys
memories of petals in the nightshade sighing
a fragrance of corpse with long fingers
tracing the anatomy of the fetus sack
unraveling the flesh of fish betrayed
dissolving into remnants of cold anchovy
dripping marrow in the dark's cacophony
echoing a symphony in a twilight's requiem
creeping among stones of one's lobotomy
listening to Mama count smack and flying
monkeys
#dark
#erotic
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Electra
Electra
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 7:39pm
6th Jan 2025 7:39pm
No Title.
"Did I not give all the love that I could give?"
Her hands are stained from the blood she drew from her skin.
She drew the monster back in.
She's saving them.
Why can't they see?
But they demand her to stop cutting again.
So, she rots, and she boils within.
The monster wants blood,
And if it's not hers,
It'll surely be theirs,
So, she hides in a corner and begins to cut her skin again.
Her hands are stained from the blood she drew from her skin.
She drew the monster back in.
She's saving them.
Why can't they see?
But they demand her to stop cutting again.
So, she rots, and she boils within.
The monster wants blood,
And if it's not hers,
It'll surely be theirs,
So, she hides in a corner and begins to cut her skin again.
#dark
#despair
#grief
#monsters
#SelfHarm
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