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.
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Cazcrown01
Caz Crown
Caz Crown
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 3:59pm
5th Apr 2018 3:59pm
Gothic Love
And silence takes over the room
Crippling hearts, preventing full bloom
The darkness of sorrow, puts lust in sight
Crimson within your neck, I turn to bite
Sinking deeper, liquid grief fills my mouth
To Hell's Kingdom , we journey down south
Hands intertwined, we make our way by candlelight
Together we bleed, there's no need to fright
Close your eyes, and let your heart accept this thorn
My gift to you, immortality is born
Beautiful disaster , with you I'll conquer this earth
In your dark eyes, I see my worth
So don't you go, I won't...
Crippling hearts, preventing full bloom
The darkness of sorrow, puts lust in sight
Crimson within your neck, I turn to bite
Sinking deeper, liquid grief fills my mouth
To Hell's Kingdom , we journey down south
Hands intertwined, we make our way by candlelight
Together we bleed, there's no need to fright
Close your eyes, and let your heart accept this thorn
My gift to you, immortality is born
Beautiful disaster , with you I'll conquer this earth
In your dark eyes, I see my worth
So don't you go, I won't...
#love
#strength
#hope
#dark
#gothic
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4 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2018 6:30pm
2nd Apr 2018 6:30pm
Beyond The Brier Patch
razor wired ideas
cut to the heart of things
quick and deadly is the day
harbinger of nefarious deeds
done undercover of the moon
who slumbers in immortal bliss while the orb shines
lovingly, turning a blind eye while her children are at play
wicked is the night
that lit fire under the revelers
carousing, biting, devouring flesh
they race to the sun
leaving graffiti songs
for the Earth to dance to
imps and devils delight
while naked we crash into thought
waking to radio stations broadcasting truth ...
cut to the heart of things
quick and deadly is the day
harbinger of nefarious deeds
done undercover of the moon
who slumbers in immortal bliss while the orb shines
lovingly, turning a blind eye while her children are at play
wicked is the night
that lit fire under the revelers
carousing, biting, devouring flesh
they race to the sun
leaving graffiti songs
for the Earth to dance to
imps and devils delight
while naked we crash into thought
waking to radio stations broadcasting truth ...
#gothic
#universe
#NaPoWriMo2018 #TruthOfLife
#NaPoWriMo2018 #TruthOfLife
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12 Comments
crowfly
Poem Published
18th Mar 2018 9:38pm
18th Mar 2018 9:38pm
Madeleine
The house sinks slowly, desolate, alone
Silence in the land around
Curses linger at the door
And will be felt forevermore
Madeleine combs her raven hair
It's luster gleaming in candlelight
She awaits her lover, riding near
Certain that there's naught to fear
He arrives, raps at the door
The knocks echoing through ancient halls
The house sinks lower in benighted ground
Settling where his lover combs her hair...
He sees her form before the mirror
Death not stilling the strokes as tresses fall
They yet grow, each strand a liar...
Silence in the land around
Curses linger at the door
And will be felt forevermore
Madeleine combs her raven hair
It's luster gleaming in candlelight
She awaits her lover, riding near
Certain that there's naught to fear
He arrives, raps at the door
The knocks echoing through ancient halls
The house sinks lower in benighted ground
Settling where his lover combs her hair...
He sees her form before the mirror
Death not stilling the strokes as tresses fall
They yet grow, each strand a liar...
#gothic
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4 Comments
Marks
Poem Published
10th Mar 2018 6:34pm
10th Mar 2018 6:34pm
Forthwithin
.. ... ... ...
*Beast from the east’* like an icy spell
Heavy snow hitting the dreamscape ...
Falling asleep with the radio on
Peter Gabriel's *Solsbury Hill* ...
* ... Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to...
*Beast from the east’* like an icy spell
Heavy snow hitting the dreamscape ...
Falling asleep with the radio on
Peter Gabriel's *Solsbury Hill* ...
* ... Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to...
#gothic
83 reads
2 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
8th Mar 2018 1:01am
8th Mar 2018 1:01am
THE RAVEN CHRIST
As the steeple drowns in the storm
I am watching from beyond the thorns
Weeping for the way that you mourn
The taste of your tears
When love dies in your hands
Sorrow in the night
Once more among the damned
Banished from the sun
As the rain seeps inside
When the shadow in the dark
Is deeper in the hell that I reside
Colder than the abyss
The poison in the kiss
The Raven Christ becomes one with screams
When grief that eats away at my dreams
The promise of salvation
Will become damnation
I will not suffer ...
I am watching from beyond the thorns
Weeping for the way that you mourn
The taste of your tears
When love dies in your hands
Sorrow in the night
Once more among the damned
Banished from the sun
As the rain seeps inside
When the shadow in the dark
Is deeper in the hell that I reside
Colder than the abyss
The poison in the kiss
The Raven Christ becomes one with screams
When grief that eats away at my dreams
The promise of salvation
Will become damnation
I will not suffer ...
#dark
#gothic
#death
#evil
#fate
60 reads
2 Comments
crowfly
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2018 9:07pm
3rd Mar 2018 9:07pm
Midnight Gavotte
Silence in the chateau halls
Shadows shaping on the walls
Figures from inglorious past
Knew the revels would not last
One shade takes me by the hand
The silence broken by a starlight band
Alive enough to take a chance
I let her lead me in a courtly dance
It then comes as some surprise
When I see desire light her eyes
The scent of roses on her breath
A way of life, the taste of death.
Shadows shaping on the walls
Figures from inglorious past
Knew the revels would not last
One shade takes me by the hand
The silence broken by a starlight band
Alive enough to take a chance
I let her lead me in a courtly dance
It then comes as some surprise
When I see desire light her eyes
The scent of roses on her breath
A way of life, the taste of death.
#gothic
87 reads
11 Comments
sinisterspital
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2018 6:55pm
3rd Mar 2018 6:55pm
Mind Cracker-in collaboration with crimsin (Unveiling)
show me like an awkwardly placed interloper so invasive
the whole of your soul a place my parasitic endowment can take firm hold
spouting brackish spirits raping in nature
that repel down the hate monger's dogma
spreading rebellion among hypocrisies faithful
I’m wired together like rusted clothes lines worn from years of radiant exposure
moonbeams in dusk's early hours know little of such binds
spewing acidic rhetoric
baptized in the piss of the pope
before being burned alive
on...
#gothic
55 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2018 5:19pm
3rd Mar 2018 5:19pm
Mind Cracker~In collaboration with Sinisterspital
show me like an awkwardly placed interloper so invasive
the whole of your soul a place my parasitic endowment can take firm hold
spouting brackish spirits raping in nature
that repel down the hate monger's dogma
spreading rebellion among hypocrisies faithful
I’m wired together like rusted clothes lines worn from years of radiant exposure
moonbeams in dusk's early hours know little of such binds
spewing acidic rhetoric
baptized in the piss of the pope
before being burned alive
on televangelist television
The meager...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
113 reads
11 Comments
Kasai
Poem Published
18th Jan 2018 2:17pm
18th Jan 2018 2:17pm
Waiting for me to come back
The silence of a heavy night
has a way of settling on my skin like stale perfume.
I lay awake, that infernal ringing in my ears
drowning out the last of my sensibility.
Outside, stars punch holes in the sky and scatter like fireflies.
The moon is busy someplace else and with each passing train
that rumbles through this godforsaken valley,
I wish just one could take me there.
Too soon, too soon, the sun will shatter my dark;
if I had the cash to buy a small Beretta,
the kind that fits a woman's hand,
I would blow away my broken heart....
has a way of settling on my skin like stale perfume.
I lay awake, that infernal ringing in my ears
drowning out the last of my sensibility.
Outside, stars punch holes in the sky and scatter like fireflies.
The moon is busy someplace else and with each passing train
that rumbles through this godforsaken valley,
I wish just one could take me there.
Too soon, too soon, the sun will shatter my dark;
if I had the cash to buy a small Beretta,
the kind that fits a woman's hand,
I would blow away my broken heart....
#love
#dark
#heartbroken
#gothic
#night
160 reads
12 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2018 8:05am
3rd Jan 2018 8:05am
the garden of melancholy
my orchids bloom black
reflective of my emotions
their spikes pierce
& drink from a soul so cold
lingering in the shadows
of a bloodied moon
that casts its grotesque light
on my garden of pain
i fertilize this place of shame
with the decaying bodies
of my broken dreams
it reeks with failure
& yet it's beautiful in its gothic pallor
it symbolizes death
my blackened flowers
guard the tomb of my sanity
with a tenuous grasp
on the mask that covers me
a macabre spectacle
here i...
reflective of my emotions
their spikes pierce
& drink from a soul so cold
lingering in the shadows
of a bloodied moon
that casts its grotesque light
on my garden of pain
i fertilize this place of shame
with the decaying bodies
of my broken dreams
it reeks with failure
& yet it's beautiful in its gothic pallor
it symbolizes death
my blackened flowers
guard the tomb of my sanity
with a tenuous grasp
on the mask that covers me
a macabre spectacle
here i...
#sadness
#dark
#gothic
#moon
#shadows
197 reads
23 Comments
standingmyground
Poem Published
20th May 2016 11:54pm
20th May 2016 11:54pm
Graveyard Solace
I walk down this road with a heavy load,
A lonesome place, with an unholy grace.
Ahead a graveyard stands, with rocks and sand,
A resting place 'tis said, among the dead.
I seek a bit of calm, a healing balm,
'Tis said the dead heals souls, and that's my goal.
I walk among graves, trying to be brave,
But no succor do I feel, naught to heal.
This ancient graveyard, calming grace is barred,
Bright moon shows my shadow, 'tis mine I know.
The moon seems to speak, saying all is bleak,
I'm alone, but I have to atone.
Here is where I came, fortune I...
A lonesome place, with an unholy grace.
Ahead a graveyard stands, with rocks and sand,
A resting place 'tis said, among the dead.
I seek a bit of calm, a healing balm,
'Tis said the dead heals souls, and that's my goal.
I walk among graves, trying to be brave,
But no succor do I feel, naught to heal.
This ancient graveyard, calming grace is barred,
Bright moon shows my shadow, 'tis mine I know.
The moon seems to speak, saying all is bleak,
I'm alone, but I have to atone.
Here is where I came, fortune I...
#dark
#gothic
#graveyard
193 reads
7 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
24th Oct 2013 5:24am
24th Oct 2013 5:24am
Gothic Raven
Darkness walks with me
into the mist
locked in the shadows
my soul dwells hidden
caged and captured
my dark side never to be free
gothic raven
wrapped in cotton candy
gagging on it
razor like teeth
cut me to quick
the key to freedom
you wear around your neck
the chain to this key choking you
release the clasp, breathe in the night air
the moon has risen
free your mind
arise, show your true nature
wickedly graceful in your way
take flight dark angel
the darkness welcomes you
into the mist
locked in the shadows
my soul dwells hidden
caged and captured
my dark side never to be free
gothic raven
wrapped in cotton candy
gagging on it
razor like teeth
cut me to quick
the key to freedom
you wear around your neck
the chain to this key choking you
release the clasp, breathe in the night air
the moon has risen
free your mind
arise, show your true nature
wickedly graceful in your way
take flight dark angel
the darkness welcomes you
#dark
#gothic
#moon
#night
#shadows
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