Poems About Fate Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about fate published by members recently online.
Surrender- with the talented Crimsin
Destroyed, She clutched her mangled heart,
unaware the darkness was listening.
Oh humble day, cast not your eyes upon this darkling
true.
Who now saunters admist the shadows.
In the tempest of it all, her pain is lovely.
A starless night vibrates with sinister stirrings,
abysmal echoing, talk of a great love stolen.
Beholden to her deepest heart's desires.
Fate proved cruel and took away her love forever.
Drenched in tears, she lay crippled,
in a maze of eternal why's.
Lost to the world she keens, she thought...
unaware the darkness was listening.
Oh humble day, cast not your eyes upon this darkling
true.
Who now saunters admist the shadows.
In the tempest of it all, her pain is lovely.
A starless night vibrates with sinister stirrings,
abysmal echoing, talk of a great love stolen.
Beholden to her deepest heart's desires.
Fate proved cruel and took away her love forever.
Drenched in tears, she lay crippled,
in a maze of eternal why's.
Lost to the world she keens, she thought...
#dark
#heartbroken
#fate
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Surrender- with the talented Crimsin
Destroyed, She clutched her mangled heart,
unaware the darkness was listening.
Oh humble day, cast not your eyes upon this darkling
true.
Who now saunters admist the shadows.
In the tempest of it all, her pain is lovely.
A starless night vibrates with sinister stirrings,
abysmal echoing, talk of a great love stolen.
Beholden to her deepest heart's desires.
Fate proved cruel and took away her love forever.
Drenched in tears, she lay crippled,
in a maze of eternal why's.
Lost to the world she keens, she thought...
unaware the darkness was listening.
Oh humble day, cast not your eyes upon this darkling
true.
Who now saunters admist the shadows.
In the tempest of it all, her pain is lovely.
A starless night vibrates with sinister stirrings,
abysmal echoing, talk of a great love stolen.
Beholden to her deepest heart's desires.
Fate proved cruel and took away her love forever.
Drenched in tears, she lay crippled,
in a maze of eternal why's.
Lost to the world she keens, she thought...
#dark
#heartbroken
#fate
77 reads
13 Comments
Surrender- with the talented Crimsin
Destroyed, She clutched her mangled heart,
unaware the darkness was listening.
Oh humble day, cast not your eyes upon this darkling
true.
Who now saunters admist the shadows.
In the tempest of it all, her pain is lovely.
A starless night vibrates with sinister stirrings,
abysmal echoing, talk of a great love stolen.
Beholden to her deepest heart's desires.
Fate proved cruel and took away her love forever.
Drenched in tears, she lay crippled,
in a maze of eternal why's.
Lost to the world she keens, she thought...
unaware the darkness was listening.
Oh humble day, cast not your eyes upon this darkling
true.
Who now saunters admist the shadows.
In the tempest of it all, her pain is lovely.
A starless night vibrates with sinister stirrings,
abysmal echoing, talk of a great love stolen.
Beholden to her deepest heart's desires.
Fate proved cruel and took away her love forever.
Drenched in tears, she lay crippled,
in a maze of eternal why's.
Lost to the world she keens, she thought...
#dark
#heartbroken
#fate
77 reads
13 Comments
The Unseen Hater
Hungry howls the hollow pit of the grim invader
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
#regret
#hate
#fate
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The Unseen Hater
Hungry howls the hollow pit of the grim invader
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
#regret
#hate
#fate
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The Unseen Hater
Hungry howls the hollow pit of the grim invader
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
#regret
#hate
#fate
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A Midnight Offering
she's coming
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
#dark
#fate
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
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5 Comments
A Midnight Offering
she's coming
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
#dark
#fate
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
551 reads
5 Comments
A Midnight Offering
she's coming
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
#dark
#fate
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
551 reads
5 Comments
A Midnight Offering
she's coming
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
once again for the ritual
armed with her
ceremonial daggers
piercing psychic membranes
inducing confessions
and concessions
eye am blooded in
and bled out simultaneously
crucified against the tapestry as
the Sweet Inspiration
tortures me
ever so beautifully
flaying fraudulent skin
purifying skull and bone essence
disemboweling words from
the pit of my being
churning intestinal fortitude
slow roasted over her fire
i burn as a pyre
sacrificed to the gods of poetry...
#dark
#fate
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
#confessional #LifeAsAWriter
551 reads
5 Comments
dark and light
when
my final
moments come
and death
is there
to guide me,
i hope
i will not
cower
in
the darkness
afraid,
but i hope
i am able
to find
the strength
to turn on
the light
and face
whatever
comes.
my final
moments come
and death
is there
to guide me,
i hope
i will not
cower
in
the darkness
afraid,
but i hope
i am able
to find
the strength
to turn on
the light
and face
whatever
comes.
#strength
#death
#fate
#aging
#acceptance
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7 Comments
dark and light
when
my final
moments come
and death
is there
to guide me,
i hope
i will not
cower
in
the darkness
afraid,
but i hope
i am able
to find
the strength
to turn on
the light
and face
whatever
comes.
my final
moments come
and death
is there
to guide me,
i hope
i will not
cower
in
the darkness
afraid,
but i hope
i am able
to find
the strength
to turn on
the light
and face
whatever
comes.
#strength
#death
#fate
#aging
#acceptance
126 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Fate Published by Members Recently Online