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.
Funky Cold Medina - with Everavalon
On a lonely street of buckling cobblestones, time has passed by. An elderly lady moves into an old Victorian-style home across the street from an abandoned cemetery overgrown with weeds and shadows of dark clouds overhead echoing a muted pendulum as if thunder with strep throat and the trees shorn of leaves were suffering from gout. Approaching the house, she could sense that the house resented her company. With every step, the house screamed from the bottom of its throat. She thought the house, her Funky Cold Medina, aphrodisiac. a gothic order of nuns teaching the dead. The dead, the voices...
#collaboration
#dark
#gothic
#horror
#scary
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No Tears Spent
Bones to ashes and charred tongues
deep where no tears have been spent
dripping the peat of the grave's semen
in the screaming abyss of hell's brothel
of wilted graves decadent debauchery
veiled in shadows of the dark manifesto
cold moon rising eclipse fellatio
deep where no tears have been spent
dripping the peat of the grave's semen
in the screaming abyss of hell's brothel
of wilted graves decadent debauchery
veiled in shadows of the dark manifesto
cold moon rising eclipse fellatio
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Wake Up And Smell The Breeze
Some reality, is really ironic
the truth is left on the brink
shadows and twilights emerge
there's only vanity to summarize
Poetry praising ego and libido
inked whims melt in the alter ego
they only smell of dirty stench
an empty soul will never quench
Self-centered attention stressed
the hopes for escaping repressed
introvert, shut in from reality
opposed symptoms of double personality
Insomnia and hallucinating...
the truth is left on the brink
shadows and twilights emerge
there's only vanity to summarize
Poetry praising ego and libido
inked whims melt in the alter ego
they only smell of dirty stench
an empty soul will never quench
Self-centered attention stressed
the hopes for escaping repressed
introvert, shut in from reality
opposed symptoms of double personality
Insomnia and hallucinating...
#deception
#gothic
#misunderstood
#transgender
#vulnerability
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Ruins By Moonlight
Through the shadowed arches of ivy
Under moonlight’s cold, distant stare
I have wandered this forest so empty
Where the ruins of time hold despair;
And I weep at the stillness that beckons, feeling presences twist through the air
I have danced with the winds through the branches, Where the trees form a tunnel of night
I have seen the lost faces of angels
In the ruins’ ghost-haunted light;
Where the walls, once proud and resplendent, crumble and fade out of sight
I have stood where the gravestones lie scattered,
And the earth...
Under moonlight’s cold, distant stare
I have wandered this forest so empty
Where the ruins of time hold despair;
And I weep at the stillness that beckons, feeling presences twist through the air
I have danced with the winds through the branches, Where the trees form a tunnel of night
I have seen the lost faces of angels
In the ruins’ ghost-haunted light;
Where the walls, once proud and resplendent, crumble and fade out of sight
I have stood where the gravestones lie scattered,
And the earth...
#dark
#environment
#gothic
#narrative
#sadness
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Sorrow Ascendent Canto I
In distant realms, where silence reigns
Beyond the stars, beyond the chains
There weeps an angel draped in night
A shroud of sorrow, dimming light
Her wings, once bright with heaven's glow
Now fold beneath a weight they know
Each tear she sheds, a frozen stream
Falling through an endless dream
She wanders skies where none may tread
Amongst the lost, the lingering dead
The stars above, they flicker weak
Their light, a language she cannot speak
Her cry, a song of distant woe
Through hollow winds where shadows...
Beyond the stars, beyond the chains
There weeps an angel draped in night
A shroud of sorrow, dimming light
Her wings, once bright with heaven's glow
Now fold beneath a weight they know
Each tear she sheds, a frozen stream
Falling through an endless dream
She wanders skies where none may tread
Amongst the lost, the lingering dead
The stars above, they flicker weak
Their light, a language she cannot speak
Her cry, a song of distant woe
Through hollow winds where shadows...
#angels
#dark
#gothic
#narrative
#sadness
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Daylight has come to end
What had been so long ago
Is only a mist in the snow
And for the cleanses that once had been made
Are simply my sins that did fade
And for what we've become is only ecstasy
And a dream, a vision of pure misery
Let me be the one to tell you all
Of hell's resurrection and heaven's fall
Sleep sweet damned woman for you are
Caused him to triumph and forever will abide
By his side
Moon demon, celestial star gazer
Be a comfort to me and not curse my kin
Wise of all liars, stalked from the start
And not to show thy...
Is only a mist in the snow
And for the cleanses that once had been made
Are simply my sins that did fade
And for what we've become is only ecstasy
And a dream, a vision of pure misery
Let me be the one to tell you all
Of hell's resurrection and heaven's fall
Sleep sweet damned woman for you are
Caused him to triumph and forever will abide
By his side
Moon demon, celestial star gazer
Be a comfort to me and not curse my kin
Wise of all liars, stalked from the start
And not to show thy...
#dark
#death
#earth
#friendship
#gothic
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Brides of dread
Greatness all we are
And everything we've become
In this world
Of dying gracious flowers
Poisoned at the roots
Bound together they are
By their twisted tongues
Brides of dread
Damned sisters dancing around
To musical chaos
Two spectres fly tonight
The hover close to my window
My sleeping dreams
Slipping into their fatal embrace
Triangle of pain
This is lust, this is love
Whatever it is I see my death
By their lovely hands
My blood fades into their veins
All passion undone
And everything we've become
In this world
Of dying gracious flowers
Poisoned at the roots
Bound together they are
By their twisted tongues
Brides of dread
Damned sisters dancing around
To musical chaos
Two spectres fly tonight
The hover close to my window
My sleeping dreams
Slipping into their fatal embrace
Triangle of pain
This is lust, this is love
Whatever it is I see my death
By their lovely hands
My blood fades into their veins
All passion undone
#dark
#death
#gothic
#love
#wife
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Ashes & Misdemeanors
Ashes and misdemeanor's wastelands
of shattered souls in the mind's debris
and sands of time through the hourglass
of hidden places and luxurious fragrances
in death's anonymity beyond infinity
listening to the raven's orthodox cello
without strings
of shattered souls in the mind's debris
and sands of time through the hourglass
of hidden places and luxurious fragrances
in death's anonymity beyond infinity
listening to the raven's orthodox cello
without strings
#dark
#denial
#despair
#emptiness
#gothic
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Great Devourer
A whisper crawls through void and night
A shroud that dims the astral light
No stars can pierce its ashen veil
No beacon bright nor comet’s trail
It chokes the ether, drowns the call
The silent dread that grips them all
A psychic fog, relentless, vast
Consuming futures, devouring past
An unseen tide that swallows thought
Where hopes and dreams are bound and caught
It feasts on prayers and rends the mind
Leaving only the hollow behind
A hunger born of endless black
A ceaseless thirst that won’t retract ...
A shroud that dims the astral light
No stars can pierce its ashen veil
No beacon bright nor comet’s trail
It chokes the ether, drowns the call
The silent dread that grips them all
A psychic fog, relentless, vast
Consuming futures, devouring past
An unseen tide that swallows thought
Where hopes and dreams are bound and caught
It feasts on prayers and rends the mind
Leaving only the hollow behind
A hunger born of endless black
A ceaseless thirst that won’t retract ...
#gothic
#rhyming
#scifi
#stars
#universe
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Shade Between Shadows
In the rift where shadows split
Where angles writhe and forms commit
To twisting paths of maddened flight
In shades that crawl beyond the night
Abyssal lines that tear and fray
Unholy curves that twist the day
No mortal mind could bear the sight
Of darkness folded, turned to blight
The pillars bend with jagged spite
Where geometry corrupts the light
A latticework of eldritch might
That pierces through the heart of sight
No sacred plane remains intact
...
Where angles writhe and forms commit
To twisting paths of maddened flight
In shades that crawl beyond the night
Abyssal lines that tear and fray
Unholy curves that twist the day
No mortal mind could bear the sight
Of darkness folded, turned to blight
The pillars bend with jagged spite
Where geometry corrupts the light
A latticework of eldritch might
That pierces through the heart of sight
No sacred plane remains intact
...
#dark
#gothic
#shadows #universe
#shadows #universe
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The Emperor's Angels
Iron halls and stone keep
Where saints and devils vigil keep
The Emperor's wrath in armor clad
Awaken from the battle’s mad
With sigils carved in blood and flame
They march where mortal tongues won’t name
The Angels forged in terror’s breath
The harbingers of crimson death
Their shadows stretch like whispered sins
Where holy light and night begins
For they are wrath and judgment's hand
The sentinels of a burning land
Their eyes aflame with ancient lore
Baptized in war forevermore
They chant in tongues of lost occult ...
Where saints and devils vigil keep
The Emperor's wrath in armor clad
Awaken from the battle’s mad
With sigils carved in blood and flame
They march where mortal tongues won’t name
The Angels forged in terror’s breath
The harbingers of crimson death
Their shadows stretch like whispered sins
Where holy light and night begins
For they are wrath and judgment's hand
The sentinels of a burning land
Their eyes aflame with ancient lore
Baptized in war forevermore
They chant in tongues of lost occult ...
#dark
#death
#fiction
#gothic
#shadows
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Diabolical Oculus
They walk behind with stolen tread
A mirror’s shade of pallid dread
No breath to speak, no eye to see
Yet mock the soul in mockery
They stalk the steps where shadows creep
And haunt the corners dark and deep
With hollow eyes and voiceless call
They mimic life, yet not at all
By Babylon's rivers, dark and wide
They steal the visions prophets cried
Like Jeremiah’s weeping scroll
They haunt the pathways of the soul
They carry words like whispers thin
With hints of wrath and hidden sin
Each gesture wrong, each smile askew...
A mirror’s shade of pallid dread
No breath to speak, no eye to see
Yet mock the soul in mockery
They stalk the steps where shadows creep
And haunt the corners dark and deep
With hollow eyes and voiceless call
They mimic life, yet not at all
By Babylon's rivers, dark and wide
They steal the visions prophets cried
Like Jeremiah’s weeping scroll
They haunt the pathways of the soul
They carry words like whispers thin
With hints of wrath and hidden sin
Each gesture wrong, each smile askew...
#dark
#ghosts
#gothic
#rhyming
#symbolism
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