Gothic Poems
#gothic
Gothic poems, a genre of dark and atmospheric poetry, which may feature elements of romance and beauty. Gothic poetry often includes themes of darkness, shadows, night and death, and may be related to goth subculture.
Mommy's Sadistic Little Lullaby (PT 2)
Hush little baby, say not a word
There never was a mockingbird
Roses are red until they die
Oh, soon enough like you and I
Hush my child, 'twill be alright
That is, if you survive the night
Twinkle, Twinkle little star
Sky so black, the moon so far
Mary had a little lamb,
And the fleece was black as coal
When you fall asleep tonight,
Then the world will steal your soul
Hush my child, 'twill be alright
That is, if you survive the night
Rockaby babe, in the tree tops
When the wind blows, life...
There never was a mockingbird
Roses are red until they die
Oh, soon enough like you and I
Hush my child, 'twill be alright
That is, if you survive the night
Twinkle, Twinkle little star
Sky so black, the moon so far
Mary had a little lamb,
And the fleece was black as coal
When you fall asleep tonight,
Then the world will steal your soul
Hush my child, 'twill be alright
That is, if you survive the night
Rockaby babe, in the tree tops
When the wind blows, life...
#gothic
#horror
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Mommy's Sadistic Little Lullaby (PT 1)
Hush little baby, don't you cry.
Mommy's gonna sing you a lullaby.
Of death and darkness and eerie things;
That travel the night on gilded wings.
Hush little baby, say not a word
There never was a mockingbird.
Can you hear that voice in the night?
A chilling whisper, bathed in fright.
Hush little baby, now hush a bye.
And listen to my lullaby.
Hush my child, 'twill be alright;
That is, if you survive the night.
Hush my child, don't be scared.
Pray that your life might still be spared.
For our demon is...
Mommy's gonna sing you a lullaby.
Of death and darkness and eerie things;
That travel the night on gilded wings.
Hush little baby, say not a word
There never was a mockingbird.
Can you hear that voice in the night?
A chilling whisper, bathed in fright.
Hush little baby, now hush a bye.
And listen to my lullaby.
Hush my child, 'twill be alright;
That is, if you survive the night.
Hush my child, don't be scared.
Pray that your life might still be spared.
For our demon is...
#gothic
#horror
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Blood On The Gloves
Blood on the gloves of the raven's sin. Hearing the voices of my Jekyll echo, clinging to my soul. "She loves me, she loves me not." Feeling her pain in death pulsing, communicating with my insanity. In shadows on the mirror calling my name. Dripping from the goblet of my corrupt breath. As the raven splatters blood from a glove. Temperature rising from beneath my hat and a ragtag gust of wind.
#dark
#gothic
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Prophecy From the Oracles.
Lifted by the cheddar moon," tout suite," immediately. The
provocateurs of hardcore punk twilight. Rising to the occasion
of claustrophobic loneliness. Culling chapped lips from the
peat, along with granite stones. The night they buried me with a
stake, from the hounds, using the bones of a Rothweiler.
As if a chameleon, death walks twilight with a social gait
among the soot hung low from chimney tops. Attired in an
unholy plague of prophecy from the oracles.
Shadowed by a hunger for death's carrion. Out of...
provocateurs of hardcore punk twilight. Rising to the occasion
of claustrophobic loneliness. Culling chapped lips from the
peat, along with granite stones. The night they buried me with a
stake, from the hounds, using the bones of a Rothweiler.
As if a chameleon, death walks twilight with a social gait
among the soot hung low from chimney tops. Attired in an
unholy plague of prophecy from the oracles.
Shadowed by a hunger for death's carrion. Out of...
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
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And Now! In The Mirror
Reflection of mirror
I'll die without U
With u I'll die
Let's get these
Haters and end it
This is the only try
Ghost after we will
Get even if we
Don't this survive
No one will take
Us alive even
If we are died
Now not lost in
Another world but
Young again making bread
I'll die without U
With u I'll die
Let's get these
Haters and end it
This is the only try
Ghost after we will
Get even if we
Don't this survive
No one will take
Us alive even
If we are died
Now not lost in
Another world but
Young again making bread
#dark
#gothic
#evil
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Sex Me

#rejection
#gothic
#UnrequitedLove #ForbiddenLove
#UnrequitedLove #ForbiddenLove
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Pulsing
Saved in a box
your heart
regurgitate
like a clock
pulsing
shrieking my name
from Hell's purgatory
and talons of tears
from eternal dark
until the first layers of dawn
with hands that shake
as my body wilts
and dies from the blade
in death's insecurity
saved in a box
pulsing
shrieking my name
your heart
regurgitate
like a clock
pulsing
shrieking my name
from Hell's purgatory
and talons of tears
from eternal dark
until the first layers of dawn
with hands that shake
as my body wilts
and dies from the blade
in death's insecurity
saved in a box
pulsing
shrieking my name
#dark
#gothic
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No Stranger

#dark
#gothic
#death
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Calling Me
Calling me is this coke heart
Running to it is me
It is the passion
Of my divine ecstacy
Sweet is this blend
Coke heart and me
Chilling alone in
This fizz of ecstacy
Running to it is me
It is the passion
Of my divine ecstacy
Sweet is this blend
Coke heart and me
Chilling alone in
This fizz of ecstacy
#love
#gothic
#evil #UnrequitedLove
#evil #UnrequitedLove
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Stirring
Hearing winds whispering
in a flirtatious silhouette
against the window
ghosting memories
of fallen leaves
as if we have met
of a ghostly stirring
with twilight's breath
an erotic scent of the beast
in my Martini
dripping in my veins
with a diddy of profane
as if kissing a woman's breast
dark is my Succotash
in a flirtatious silhouette
in a flirtatious silhouette
against the window
ghosting memories
of fallen leaves
as if we have met
of a ghostly stirring
with twilight's breath
an erotic scent of the beast
in my Martini
dripping in my veins
with a diddy of profane
as if kissing a woman's breast
dark is my Succotash
in a flirtatious silhouette
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Your Scintilla
As I kiss your scintilla
each breath a flagon
dripping death's emptiness
on my shadow's omelet
with two sisters of forever
Cyanide and Strychnine
clutched to my bosom
beneath twilight's willow
in death's little comedy
sipping Wild Irish Rose
the mother's milk of life
dripping down the grim-stone
as I kiss your scintilla
each breath a flagon
dripping death's emptiness
on my shadow's omelet
with two sisters of forever
Cyanide and Strychnine
clutched to my bosom
beneath twilight's willow
in death's little comedy
sipping Wild Irish Rose
the mother's milk of life
dripping down the grim-stone
as I kiss your scintilla
#dark
#gothic
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Bust Me Then
There's nothing I fear
Crazy I be and sinail
Sick and twisted I be
All the while
With a gift to charm
But caution is prescribed
Because my life is mine
Coke Heart is smoked denied
Original like it I be
Hear these letters of me
In aluv with this is
Mine own dignity's simplicity
In this darkness I hang
Though I no longer slang
I'm on cocaine wet wine
On the balance I hang
Brilliance chase me close
O Heart to me ah speaks
Pleasuring me threw distance
For I kill not the aluv to...
Crazy I be and sinail
Sick and twisted I be
All the while
With a gift to charm
But caution is prescribed
Because my life is mine
Coke Heart is smoked denied
Original like it I be
Hear these letters of me
In aluv with this is
Mine own dignity's simplicity
In this darkness I hang
Though I no longer slang
I'm on cocaine wet wine
On the balance I hang
Brilliance chase me close
O Heart to me ah speaks
Pleasuring me threw distance
For I kill not the aluv to...
#dark
#gothic
#SelfDiscovery #ForbiddenLove
#SelfDiscovery #ForbiddenLove
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