LunasChild8
Poem Published
24th Mar 2024 9:45pm
24th Mar 2024 9:45pm
Dark Eyes
Effortless words and actions
Never cease to provoke a reaction
Both physically and emotionally
It’s brought to the brink my fragile sanity.
Yet here I am the same masochist
Giving into the same temptation rather than resist
The urge to continue this doomed chase
Will I ever fall back into grace?
I’m addicted to you like a drug
I can’t ever seem to have enough
I’ve been taken by those dark eyes
That pierce into my soul and consume my light.
Never cease to provoke a reaction
Both physically and emotionally
It’s brought to the brink my fragile sanity.
Yet here I am the same masochist
Giving into the same temptation rather than resist
The urge to continue this doomed chase
Will I ever fall back into grace?
I’m addicted to you like a drug
I can’t ever seem to have enough
I’ve been taken by those dark eyes
That pierce into my soul and consume my light.
#dark
#rhyming
#confusion #hurt
#confusion #hurt
109 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 4:13pm
31st Mar 2024 4:13pm
Among the Ruins
Far away
Beyond the north winds
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
Beyond the north winds
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
#dark
#winter
#nature
#humankind
#evolution
65 reads
12 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 4:47am
4th Apr 2024 4:47am
Spin it Black
It was a thing at the time
in tourist towns everywhere
i aligned with it in Gatlinburg, Tennessee
the summer before first grade
my cousin Sue Rose
an old girl of 14
is watching me squeeze condiment bottles of paint
onto the fast-spinning little canvas
round and round it goes
as i squeeze pink and blue and lime green
Sue Rose keeps exclaiming how pretty it is!
for some reason this bothers me
I grab the pointy tipped bottle of black
wrap both of my little hands around it
and give a mighty...
in tourist towns everywhere
i aligned with it in Gatlinburg, Tennessee
the summer before first grade
my cousin Sue Rose
an old girl of 14
is watching me squeeze condiment bottles of paint
onto the fast-spinning little canvas
round and round it goes
as i squeeze pink and blue and lime green
Sue Rose keeps exclaiming how pretty it is!
for some reason this bothers me
I grab the pointy tipped bottle of black
wrap both of my little hands around it
and give a mighty...
#dark
#childhood
#art
75 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 7:46pm
2nd Apr 2024 7:46pm
Funereality
Broken people reside at the mutant village
Ravenous freaks, fiend for your blood
Human genocide, horrific obsession
A different kind of mindfuck
Squeal like a pig as your mauled to death
Feast of the maggots thrown into a dead hole
Tomorrow’s funeral is your life sentence
Ravenous freaks, fiend for your blood
Human genocide, horrific obsession
A different kind of mindfuck
Squeal like a pig as your mauled to death
Feast of the maggots thrown into a dead hole
Tomorrow’s funeral is your life sentence
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#funeral
126 reads
12 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 7:42pm
9th Apr 2024 7:42pm
38 Caliber and Scrambled Eggs - with Faithmairee
Listening to whispers of lobotomy
world of ignorance and philosophy
A severed mind of a dowager fool
from a gender's pool of analysis
As I eat my Smith and Wesson
in a stagnation of self-annihilation
Scrambled eggs without their limbs
dreaming of the light in my refrigerator
Carried on by a feathered breeze
unswayed by leap frogs' steady gaze
A moon lay smashed by meteorites
world of ignorance and philosophy
A severed mind of a dowager fool
from a gender's pool of analysis
As I eat my Smith and Wesson
in a stagnation of self-annihilation
Scrambled eggs without their limbs
dreaming of the light in my refrigerator
Carried on by a feathered breeze
unswayed by leap frogs' steady gaze
A moon lay smashed by meteorites
#dark
131 reads
14 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 9:16pm
11th Apr 2024 9:16pm
Field Dust
I remember yesterday of pale skies and storms on
the arisen. The gathering of winds taking the leaves.
A shadow of silent memories inhaling stillness of
sorrow without pause. Erasing the heartaches of
gales. Now reflecting on echoes of tearful lore
and yesterday's prose. Filling a void as widdershins
return me to my exhumed plot of field dust. Relieving
me of my evidentry. In my morbid fascination drawing
the short end of a straw shaking the gravel sack. But,
who's lorry now carts me off?
the arisen. The gathering of winds taking the leaves.
A shadow of silent memories inhaling stillness of
sorrow without pause. Erasing the heartaches of
gales. Now reflecting on echoes of tearful lore
and yesterday's prose. Filling a void as widdershins
return me to my exhumed plot of field dust. Relieving
me of my evidentry. In my morbid fascination drawing
the short end of a straw shaking the gravel sack. But,
who's lorry now carts me off?
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
128 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 9:32am
22nd Mar 2024 9:32am
Sexually Insane
She’s a speed freak
A lunatic whore
Often called a horny hag
She’ll fuck-face the dead
Necroslut
Multiple lobotomies
Doomsday inside her head
Swimming in torment
Suicide
Releasing her from anguish
A lunatic whore
Often called a horny hag
She’ll fuck-face the dead
Necroslut
Multiple lobotomies
Doomsday inside her head
Swimming in torment
Suicide
Releasing her from anguish
#lust
#dark
#women
#suicide
#dirty
117 reads
13 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 12:56pm
29th Mar 2024 12:56pm
Fading Hoary-with deliabear
Like a silhouette, a shadow on the wall
of memories in footsteps echoing time.
A cloaked ghost in the fading hoary
descends stairs as the pendulum chimes.
To a shady boon of dark souls,
over the brow of the falling hoary.
Listening to the voices of the tomb builders
as they shouldered their spades.
Like an intricately shattered silhouette,
a hellish shadow strikes the wall.
Memories of footsteps shuffling
through the aching whine of fallen time.
Regret ancient echoes crowding my mind
of ghosts cloaked in...
of memories in footsteps echoing time.
A cloaked ghost in the fading hoary
descends stairs as the pendulum chimes.
To a shady boon of dark souls,
over the brow of the falling hoary.
Listening to the voices of the tomb builders
as they shouldered their spades.
Like an intricately shattered silhouette,
a hellish shadow strikes the wall.
Memories of footsteps shuffling
through the aching whine of fallen time.
Regret ancient echoes crowding my mind
of ghosts cloaked in...
#dark
#ghosts
172 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 6:47pm
19th Mar 2024 6:47pm
Restrained
I am nothing
A darkness coming
nightmares by the sea
I tried to leave
right into the bliss
no good can come from this
my punishment strained
in death i am chained
my demons create tonight's decision
A darkness coming
nightmares by the sea
I tried to leave
right into the bliss
no good can come from this
my punishment strained
in death i am chained
my demons create tonight's decision
#sadness
#dark
#death
#rhyming
#FeelingTrapped
92 reads
8 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 1:16pm
14th Apr 2024 1:16pm
This Little Piggy, etcetera
Memories tucked away in the recesses of my mind
absorbing my soul's ambiguity seducing my
mind's narrative of creation for the missing
pieces of old friends and flames in dreams
ghosts touching the skin with death-scented breath
tasting my flesh giving immunity to my quill
as I digest the weight of artifice grit of my fetish
for the barren womb, etcetera
absorbing my soul's ambiguity seducing my
mind's narrative of creation for the missing
pieces of old friends and flames in dreams
ghosts touching the skin with death-scented breath
tasting my flesh giving immunity to my quill
as I digest the weight of artifice grit of my fetish
for the barren womb, etcetera
#dark
#erotic
127 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 8:22pm
26th Mar 2024 8:22pm
NLP
A long, long time ago
When I used to be in sales
I learned the phrase
“I say it they’ll doubt it, if they say it’s true”
I also heard
“Necessity is the mother of invention
And repetition is the mother of learning”
For years these three things stayed on my mind
And now they have fully come to light
Warping the very fabric of reality
Because the truth may be too much to accept
A liar will sell his fabrication
Repeating it over, and over again
To the point his customers will repeat it and buy it
Hook line and...
When I used to be in sales
I learned the phrase
“I say it they’ll doubt it, if they say it’s true”
I also heard
“Necessity is the mother of invention
And repetition is the mother of learning”
For years these three things stayed on my mind
And now they have fully come to light
Warping the very fabric of reality
Because the truth may be too much to accept
A liar will sell his fabrication
Repeating it over, and over again
To the point his customers will repeat it and buy it
Hook line and...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#WritingPoetry
90 reads
4 Comments
flowergirl
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 3:11am
10th Apr 2024 3:11am
Todays Reflection
standing naked before a mirror
with body & soul trembling
who’s reflection will I see
truth is blinded by made up lies
heart splattering red, filling cracks
as if painting stained glass
turn an hourglass upside down
sand turns to dripping blood
leaking thru a creaking floor
gasping for one final breath
before l’m sinking into hells fire
it’s your reflection that I see
© 2024 flowergirl
with body & soul trembling
who’s reflection will I see
truth is blinded by made up lies
heart splattering red, filling cracks
as if painting stained glass
turn an hourglass upside down
sand turns to dripping blood
leaking thru a creaking floor
gasping for one final breath
before l’m sinking into hells fire
it’s your reflection that I see
© 2024 flowergirl
#dark
#lies
#suffering
88 reads
5 Comments
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