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.
Cipher_O
Poem Published
26th Jul 2021 9:30am
26th Jul 2021 9:30am
Microcosmos
Disasters in dross taken into impeccable
Methodology of microcosmos transcendence
Moments deem secret windows attainment
Fibre optic vision xenon transistor sites
Initiatory mechanism placement in place
Institutional everything as integration
Gleaming monad at the height of the depth
Circumference of realization is the way
Everything is duality paradox quantum
Pathway is wonder in mechanical moves
Craft interplays in the interface of place
What was made shall be remade to invade
Solitary outsider mind in states of...
Methodology of microcosmos transcendence
Moments deem secret windows attainment
Fibre optic vision xenon transistor sites
Initiatory mechanism placement in place
Institutional everything as integration
Gleaming monad at the height of the depth
Circumference of realization is the way
Everything is duality paradox quantum
Pathway is wonder in mechanical moves
Craft interplays in the interface of place
What was made shall be remade to invade
Solitary outsider mind in states of...
#courage
#birth
#gothic
#trees
#fear
24 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Jul 2021 5:40am
16th Jul 2021 5:40am
possession
shatter the nightscape of dread
feelings scatter, illusions get bigger
open your blind eyes to the jester of naught
his hoax is on the evening
a winner among the gossiping birds of the air
who reek of failure
spinning fear from imaginations
selling dread with every whisper
a hint of panic to sweeten it all
all ingredients for terror
I scream in my mind
horror growls back
shut up bitch, I came to greet you
insidious greed in the sorrow
it reaches inside pulling at the soul of me
a cut to my psyche and...
feelings scatter, illusions get bigger
open your blind eyes to the jester of naught
his hoax is on the evening
a winner among the gossiping birds of the air
who reek of failure
spinning fear from imaginations
selling dread with every whisper
a hint of panic to sweeten it all
all ingredients for terror
I scream in my mind
horror growls back
shut up bitch, I came to greet you
insidious greed in the sorrow
it reaches inside pulling at the soul of me
a cut to my psyche and...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
41 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
5th Jul 2021 6:58pm
5th Jul 2021 6:58pm
Darkness Entwined
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
#night
#vampires
106 reads
9 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 1:04pm
1st Jul 2021 1:04pm
Strange Fruit
This grief, it's what's most accessible. We hide in the morning in cat trees and thicket. Play possum in the ammunition field. The dawn grown bruised and soft like a plum. This sweet contagion, how I wear it on my glossed lips, my powdered dress. The white Mary Jane's that are never quite white. At dusk we scream bloody murder in the graves. Twist our bodies in the swings till we can't breathe. Our pockets jumbled with bones and crumpled school schedules. My mouth tasting of chocolate and a boy's heated breath. We're not quite innocent, not quite right, play light as a feather stiff as a...
#gothic
35 reads
4 Comments
sekatana
Poem Published
25th Jun 2021 6:06pm
25th Jun 2021 6:06pm
The walls
I had a dream about you
You were calling me:hey sexy"
Your voice went up to the corner of my ceiling
I knocked it into the walls,you were entombed
You were calling me:hey sexy"
Your voice went up to the corner of my ceiling
I knocked it into the walls,you were entombed
#gothic
#scary
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
39 reads
2 Comments
flowergirl
Poem Published
24th Jun 2021 5:02am
24th Jun 2021 5:02am
Defining Liqueurs - with Adagio
Confession of fawning butterfly
twilight burnt umber on my gauzy
a lovely portrait of moonlight
in the grave of your arms
touching your crimson lips
sipping your defining liqueurs
so softly the tallow whispers
from your enchanted amorphous
Not wanting to fly away from you
translucent stars fade in the darkness
wicked flaming eyes reveal your thoughts
black moon silently blushing
both covered by lusty dirty greed
lips creamed with each other’s flavor
inhaling our fragrant...
twilight burnt umber on my gauzy
a lovely portrait of moonlight
in the grave of your arms
touching your crimson lips
sipping your defining liqueurs
so softly the tallow whispers
from your enchanted amorphous
Not wanting to fly away from you
translucent stars fade in the darkness
wicked flaming eyes reveal your thoughts
black moon silently blushing
both covered by lusty dirty greed
lips creamed with each other’s flavor
inhaling our fragrant...
#gothic
70 reads
6 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
12th Jun 2021 11:08am
12th Jun 2021 11:08am
Words
The power of words
to separate spirit from dark matter
to capture the scalpel precisions of hearts that shatter
to mentally vibrate and put it all back together
to summon the shifting celestial bodies to gather
to ritualize everything perceived by perceiver
to radicalize everything believed by believer
fully at the behest of the dreamer as creator deemer & redeemer
who has suffered the ordeals on the roads of nowhere - everywhere
where impossible things bring miraculous surrender
and surreptitious marvels of anti-matter into...
to separate spirit from dark matter
to capture the scalpel precisions of hearts that shatter
to mentally vibrate and put it all back together
to summon the shifting celestial bodies to gather
to ritualize everything perceived by perceiver
to radicalize everything believed by believer
fully at the behest of the dreamer as creator deemer & redeemer
who has suffered the ordeals on the roads of nowhere - everywhere
where impossible things bring miraculous surrender
and surreptitious marvels of anti-matter into...
#gothic
#inspirational
#rain
#TruthOfLife
#scifi
87 reads
16 Comments
KhaoticKat
Poem Published
11th Jun 2021 9:41pm
11th Jun 2021 9:41pm
The Prisoner
************************
i have no idea why i'm here
no charges were ever read
and, ...no..., i don't remember a trial
they just put me in this cell
with no number
turned out all the lights
and threw away the key
no one knows i'm here
do they feed you?
no, i eat the bugs that crawl across
my face
how do you get water?
there's a leaky pipe
i collect water in a rag and suck on that
if they fix it, i'm dead
is there any light? ...
i have no idea why i'm here
no charges were ever read
and, ...no..., i don't remember a trial
they just put me in this cell
with no number
turned out all the lights
and threw away the key
no one knows i'm here
do they feed you?
no, i eat the bugs that crawl across
my face
how do you get water?
there's a leaky pipe
i collect water in a rag and suck on that
if they fix it, i'm dead
is there any light? ...
#loneliness
#dark
#gothic
#nightmares
#dystopian
77 reads
3 Comments
RiAN
Poem Published
31st May 2021 6:31pm
31st May 2021 6:31pm
The Devils ears collaboration with the talented Adagio
There are inward oaths breaking free
with madness at two windows
an earth shaking identity
one in a shoebox of memories
the other a fondness for the dark
bone tired luminous flame
and its illumination with a squeegee
watching the weather vane turn
moon has lost her eyelids
An and Ki, Heaven and Earth
are dying in the breeze
moon has lost her eyelids
with madness at two windows
an earth shaking identity
one in a shoebox of memories
the other a fondness for the dark
bone tired luminous flame
and its illumination with a squeegee
watching the weather vane turn
moon has lost her eyelids
An and Ki, Heaven and Earth
are dying in the breeze
moon has lost her eyelids
#dark
#gothic
#universe #magic
#universe #magic
98 reads
15 Comments
diddi
Poem Published
19th May 2021 10:44pm
19th May 2021 10:44pm
The Rook
Awakened
by the caw
of an omens crow
forsaken
by the raven
sent by Allen Poe
you're now under-taken
to your grave
right from your home
inscriptions old
and chiselled
are bold with mould
in stone
they seem to have been
written
with your name
long ago
there's a hell feathered rook
he takes flight all alone
above the wilted flowers
from the breath of death
that blow
cadavers beckon
from the belfry
as they toll
a dull and groaning
church bell
hell...
by the caw
of an omens crow
forsaken
by the raven
sent by Allen Poe
you're now under-taken
to your grave
right from your home
inscriptions old
and chiselled
are bold with mould
in stone
they seem to have been
written
with your name
long ago
there's a hell feathered rook
he takes flight all alone
above the wilted flowers
from the breath of death
that blow
cadavers beckon
from the belfry
as they toll
a dull and groaning
church bell
hell...
#gothic
#graveyard
76 reads
1 Comment
KristinaX
Poem Published
17th May 2021 9:00pm
17th May 2021 9:00pm
Seducing corpses
Necromancer daughter's blood
alluring poison for the dead
words on the winter wind howl
lost in the darkness of death
clothes are made of human skin
and heels on knuckle bones pop
her perfume smells like decay
it covers a dark mystery veil
panacea for wandering spirits
entering the kingdom of Hecate
her whore seducing the corpses
reaching the limit of apogee
she leads them on an evil path
alluring poison for the dead
words on the winter wind howl
lost in the darkness of death
clothes are made of human skin
and heels on knuckle bones pop
her perfume smells like decay
it covers a dark mystery veil
panacea for wandering spirits
entering the kingdom of Hecate
her whore seducing the corpses
reaching the limit of apogee
she leads them on an evil path
#dark
#gothic
#death #graveyard
#death #graveyard
150 reads
17 Comments
Shinobi
Poem Published
16th May 2021 6:10pm
16th May 2021 6:10pm
Contemplating the Color Red
sitting on the edge of my bed
I have thoughts of red
as the wind outside
whistling
when crimson drips
tasting of the blush of chardonnay
kissing parched lips,
flashing over rosewater
like a wil-o-the-wisp
I stare into eyes
warble on
h
a
u
n
t
I
n
g
my vision
with sanguine dripping
from guillotine
don't drink the water
sip the nectar
of grapes instead
all through the night
your touch is possessing me
sights flash in my addled brain ...
I have thoughts of red
as the wind outside
whistling
when crimson drips
tasting of the blush of chardonnay
kissing parched lips,
flashing over rosewater
like a wil-o-the-wisp
I stare into eyes
warble on
h
a
u
n
t
I
n
g
my vision
with sanguine dripping
from guillotine
don't drink the water
sip the nectar
of grapes instead
all through the night
your touch is possessing me
sights flash in my addled brain ...
#gothic
#TruthOfLife
#deception
62 reads
2 Comments
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