Least Read Gothic Poems
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Least read gothic poems. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
How roses reek
Bathing foster waters
multi petalled vines entwined
my torn skin would ache
a crown of thorns
lay opened
in mosaics
my strained ear would hear
light birds
my hands became
five petalled
fragranced heart
drying and pressing
flowers I burned
reading
tarot
tundra oracle
opens in strength
clothed
Magician
empress and fool
all ardently adorned
o rippled rose
night my knight ...
multi petalled vines entwined
my torn skin would ache
a crown of thorns
lay opened
in mosaics
my strained ear would hear
light birds
my hands became
five petalled
fragranced heart
drying and pressing
flowers I burned
reading
tarot
tundra oracle
opens in strength
clothed
Magician
empress and fool
all ardently adorned
o rippled rose
night my knight ...
#gothic
#flowers
#music
#metaphor
#art
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Random Ramblins #12 ~ Window at night
Sittin here, at mine window at night,
by my fridge, drinkin beers in the cold day of it,
By my window, alone once again,
Tryin to figure out which one o us is sane, or insane,
Darlin don’t you know that men sometimes need time, on our own,
When there is no one left for you to blame, can you truly love me,
Turn you music on me
Spread your wings high o’er me
Hero’s often fade,
In the minds eye, front news,
With revelations of all that’s good in man,
Cosmic Queries come out strong,
In a place that does not belong, ...
by my fridge, drinkin beers in the cold day of it,
By my window, alone once again,
Tryin to figure out which one o us is sane, or insane,
Darlin don’t you know that men sometimes need time, on our own,
When there is no one left for you to blame, can you truly love me,
Turn you music on me
Spread your wings high o’er me
Hero’s often fade,
In the minds eye, front news,
With revelations of all that’s good in man,
Cosmic Queries come out strong,
In a place that does not belong, ...
#gothic
#narrative
#prose
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Random Ramblins #13
3:33AM
Pain hits hard enough to wake me up
~again… damn it… again~
prayin to empty bottles of pills
Ignite the soothing away of pain
please, refill… please
hands shakin & can hardly see
cant make it to phone, legs achin so bad,
been so busy perfecting hatred an resentment lately
that forgot to practice smiling
an bein grateful for what already got
though at the moment
cant seem to remember anything to be grateful for
3:33am
what the fuk is so special about 3:33
`~,,~`
Layin in bed nude for days...
Pain hits hard enough to wake me up
~again… damn it… again~
prayin to empty bottles of pills
Ignite the soothing away of pain
please, refill… please
hands shakin & can hardly see
cant make it to phone, legs achin so bad,
been so busy perfecting hatred an resentment lately
that forgot to practice smiling
an bein grateful for what already got
though at the moment
cant seem to remember anything to be grateful for
3:33am
what the fuk is so special about 3:33
`~,,~`
Layin in bed nude for days...
#gothic
#narrative
#prose
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Poor thing, Clara, she was the perfect child
But sin is an effort to gain the ecstasy and the
knowledge that pertain alone to angels and in
making this effort man becomes a demon.” (Arthur Machen, 1904)
Poor thing, Clara, she was the perfect child.
The old bathroom is stripped down to the bone,
The prettiest skirts, and her little scraped-up knees,
only broken tiles and cobwebs remaining.
AND her infectious smile. Oh, what a shame.
The yellow stain where an imported
The losses we suffer in times like these.
marble vanity probably used to be.
She...
knowledge that pertain alone to angels and in
making this effort man becomes a demon.” (Arthur Machen, 1904)
Poor thing, Clara, she was the perfect child.
The old bathroom is stripped down to the bone,
The prettiest skirts, and her little scraped-up knees,
only broken tiles and cobwebs remaining.
AND her infectious smile. Oh, what a shame.
The yellow stain where an imported
The losses we suffer in times like these.
marble vanity probably used to be.
She...
#gothic
#ghosts
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