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.
adagio
Poem Published
15th May 2022 3:50pm
15th May 2022 3:50pm
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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Sandals
Poem Published
12th May 2022 4:09pm
12th May 2022 4:09pm
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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Sandals
Poem Published
11th May 2022 2:33am
11th May 2022 2:33am
Sex Me
#rejection
#gothic
#UnrequitedLove #ForbiddenLove
#UnrequitedLove #ForbiddenLove
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adagio
Poem Published
11th May 2022 2:28am
11th May 2022 2:28am
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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adagio
Poem Published
10th May 2022 2:50am
10th May 2022 2:50am
No Stranger
#dark
#gothic
#death
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Sandals
Poem Published
8th May 2022 8:17pm
8th May 2022 8:17pm
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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adagio
Poem Published
8th May 2022 4:52pm
8th May 2022 4:52pm
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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adagio
Poem Published
7th May 2022 4:47pm
7th May 2022 4:47pm
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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Sandals
Poem Published
7th May 2022 5:01am
7th May 2022 5:01am
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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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
6th May 2022 4:21am
6th May 2022 4:21am
Traveling Death
Decay, touches us, with his cold fingertips,
So matter-of-fact, and nonchalant,
We hear the whispers, from his dead lips,
As we live, we defy, gallant, and persistent.
To live, is to be in defiance of decay,
To defy decay, is to defy the ever-present void,
Just out of reach of us, travelling the galaxy's seaway.
So matter-of-fact, and nonchalant,
We hear the whispers, from his dead lips,
As we live, we defy, gallant, and persistent.
To live, is to be in defiance of decay,
To defy decay, is to defy the ever-present void,
Just out of reach of us, travelling the galaxy's seaway.
#dark
#gothic
#death
#sea
#universe
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adagio
Poem Published
5th May 2022 2:31pm
5th May 2022 2:31pm
Birth To Weeds
Sadness reborn on night twilight
chilling old wrinkled forehead
peeling the dark over my brow
in the bowels of its Gildersleeve
touched by the laurels of the dead
echoing the Mortis-lock click
giving birth to weeds
chilling old wrinkled forehead
peeling the dark over my brow
in the bowels of its Gildersleeve
touched by the laurels of the dead
echoing the Mortis-lock click
giving birth to weeds
#dark
#gothic
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adagio
Poem Published
5th May 2022 1:46pm
5th May 2022 1:46pm
Dark Wendigo
Irrational and intoxicated
profane, soon to be snow
on the shell of my soul's
dark Wendigo
withering into the planter
in the fallows of gnomes
cultivating the shadows
in twilight's menagerie
with rhythms of the blues
obsession for lowriders
with chrome-plated tattoos
of saddlebags and hags
grinding out the marrow
under low light and horror
attached to the umbilical
of a dark Wendigo
profane, soon to be snow
on the shell of my soul's
dark Wendigo
withering into the planter
in the fallows of gnomes
cultivating the shadows
in twilight's menagerie
with rhythms of the blues
obsession for lowriders
with chrome-plated tattoos
of saddlebags and hags
grinding out the marrow
under low light and horror
attached to the umbilical
of a dark Wendigo
#dark
#gothic
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