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.
peppa's dead
peppa , a pretty lady
lived in her castle of love
she loved me so she made me
paint red the little dove
peppa, oh so pretty
she wore the crown of laughter
she loved me so much
i obtained the rightful king's daughter
peppa, the sweet-sweet peppa
helped all those in need with life of her own
she loved me so she made me
ruin the night queen's tone
peppa, a pretty white dove
peppa , the rightful kings daughter
peppa, the night queen
peppa the pretty , oh so pretty, so sweet.
peppa the lover, my...
lived in her castle of love
she loved me so she made me
paint red the little dove
peppa, oh so pretty
she wore the crown of laughter
she loved me so much
i obtained the rightful king's daughter
peppa, the sweet-sweet peppa
helped all those in need with life of her own
she loved me so she made me
ruin the night queen's tone
peppa, a pretty white dove
peppa , the rightful kings daughter
peppa, the night queen
peppa the pretty , oh so pretty, so sweet.
peppa the lover, my...
#gothic
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Dark droplets
insomnia invocations fall through feather light leaving
necromantic shades seek seeping sleeping towards
he holds a seance where dormant night moths reborn
animate figures fade towards skulled silence as his scalpel moves
back forth making inceptions where once her hands
searching romance in crucified scriptures now drenched
knowing she is the grave hearth hart when their cup
runneth over from damp daggers trembling veined
her murderous mouth twined abys gasps love bled
a word in sacred secret name and death is...
necromantic shades seek seeping sleeping towards
he holds a seance where dormant night moths reborn
animate figures fade towards skulled silence as his scalpel moves
back forth making inceptions where once her hands
searching romance in crucified scriptures now drenched
knowing she is the grave hearth hart when their cup
runneth over from damp daggers trembling veined
her murderous mouth twined abys gasps love bled
a word in sacred secret name and death is...
#dark
#gothic
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Queen of Darkness
Queen of Darkness
She is the angel
Guarding the gates of her Eden
Wielding a flaming sword
Wounded but never conquered
She is friend to the serpent
In whose lair she sleeps
And the spider whose webs
Are the art that decorate her eaves
She wears her lipstick feminism
While peering through glasses
With lens made of the crystal fury
Of Bloody Mary’s cocktail glass
She is the angel
Guarding the gates of her Eden
Wielding a flaming sword
Wounded but never conquered
She is friend to the serpent
In whose lair she sleeps
And the spider whose webs
Are the art that decorate her eaves
She wears her lipstick feminism
While peering through glasses
With lens made of the crystal fury
Of Bloody Mary’s cocktail glass
#angels
#feminism
#gothic
#nature
#women
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Burn
Let me haunt your dreams,
but not in the way you think.
When my face blurs in your sleep,
let longing twist your heart,
a sickness in your chest
you can’t quite shake.
I used to want you,
now I want nothing
but to erase you from my mind,
to assassinate your name
from the echoes of my past.
I don’t have time for distractions,
So, I carve our names
into a black-and-white candle,
a sigil of love and loss.
A red string binds us,
our fates tangled,
woven tight,
as the witches...
but not in the way you think.
When my face blurs in your sleep,
let longing twist your heart,
a sickness in your chest
you can’t quite shake.
I used to want you,
now I want nothing
but to erase you from my mind,
to assassinate your name
from the echoes of my past.
I don’t have time for distractions,
So, I carve our names
into a black-and-white candle,
a sigil of love and loss.
A red string binds us,
our fates tangled,
woven tight,
as the witches...
#dark
#disappointment
#gothic
#horror
#night
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That What Lurks Within
Beneath yon moonlit, hallowed ground
Doth creep a beast of dread untold
Its claws with cursed marrow crowned
Its gaze a pyre both fierce and cold
A shadowed wretch of sinewy rot
Its breath, a whisper fraught with pain
Lingers 'neath stagnant wisps and knots
A harbinger of doom's refrain
Yet lo! It dwelleth not alone
For deep within thy trembling chest
Its likeness molds thy heart to stone
And robs thy soul of tranquil rest
Thy own despair it calls its lair
Thy sins, the feast it doth devour
It weaves thy...
Doth creep a beast of dread untold
Its claws with cursed marrow crowned
Its gaze a pyre both fierce and cold
A shadowed wretch of sinewy rot
Its breath, a whisper fraught with pain
Lingers 'neath stagnant wisps and knots
A harbinger of doom's refrain
Yet lo! It dwelleth not alone
For deep within thy trembling chest
Its likeness molds thy heart to stone
And robs thy soul of tranquil rest
Thy own despair it calls its lair
Thy sins, the feast it doth devour
It weaves thy...
#dark
#gothic
#graveyard
#monsters
#shadows
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Hachi Ju Hachi - Mariachi Kobans in Outerspace. imort imo demo tracks - song 2 official lyrics
This is the link to my goth 2024 imort imo demo tracks.
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My Hyper follow
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Also my Brand New 22 page dragon list
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Hachi Ju Hachi
By Professor Prestome Ungyobrock
Sodosure Imortalone Hukyuu Shimasho.
A dying punk who never had immortality.
Gensu Dake No issyo Ni. CyberTech Nobas Ta
Personally need 2 be more inhuman
Still falling. Still dying.
Unque...
https://open.spotify.com/album/07r9T8cAGHEPbG2eGqGi8p?si=3fxld6myRgSDHcBtcb-pcQ
My Hyper follow
https://hyperfollow.com/imortalone
Also my Brand New 22 page dragon list
https://ko-fi.com/s/059c907329
Hachi Ju Hachi
By Professor Prestome Ungyobrock
Sodosure Imortalone Hukyuu Shimasho.
A dying punk who never had immortality.
Gensu Dake No issyo Ni. CyberTech Nobas Ta
Personally need 2 be more inhuman
Still falling. Still dying.
Unque...
#culture
#gothic
#inspirational
#scifi
#universe
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Bloody Spires
The shadowed spires that pierce the gloom
Midnight’s veil doth shroud the trembling earth
Lords of blood with vengeance sealed in doom
Engage in rites that scorn their noble birth
Their rapiers glint with cruel and fleeting light
Each thrust a dirge, each parry fate’s cruel jest
The winds do howl the heavens mourn their plight
As blades find flesh and rage consumes the breast
“Have at thee, cur!” the elder cries in wrath
His voice a thunder on the still, cold air
“For honor’s stain, thou shalt not leave this path
Thy life...
Midnight’s veil doth shroud the trembling earth
Lords of blood with vengeance sealed in doom
Engage in rites that scorn their noble birth
Their rapiers glint with cruel and fleeting light
Each thrust a dirge, each parry fate’s cruel jest
The winds do howl the heavens mourn their plight
As blades find flesh and rage consumes the breast
“Have at thee, cur!” the elder cries in wrath
His voice a thunder on the still, cold air
“For honor’s stain, thou shalt not leave this path
Thy life...
#conflict
#dark
#death
#gothic
#revenge
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enough
surrender to my sex
the flesh peaking at you
a blush, an invitation
seeking your attention
seeping juices, my body responds to your look
full of disdain, you hate I make you feel something
don't feel bad that's my seduction
you will crave my taste
an addiction it's not a weakness this is supernatural
playing out desire
my body will reach out to you
caress your aura without hands
it's a real heavy feeling
eyes flash and a stoic look pins me to the moment
you tell me honey don't but I can't...
the flesh peaking at you
a blush, an invitation
seeking your attention
seeping juices, my body responds to your look
full of disdain, you hate I make you feel something
don't feel bad that's my seduction
you will crave my taste
an addiction it's not a weakness this is supernatural
playing out desire
my body will reach out to you
caress your aura without hands
it's a real heavy feeling
eyes flash and a stoic look pins me to the moment
you tell me honey don't but I can't...
#gothic
#lust
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Corset and Staves
Twilight gothic voice from a grave
of the harlot's corset and staves
eyes gaze into pleasures unknown
in voyeuristic analysis of death's
body corpse of a puppet on stone
from insomnia's noir of pale lips
fertilizing the red worm's roe
from the flesh of decadent smile
of the harlot's corset and staves
of the harlot's corset and staves
eyes gaze into pleasures unknown
in voyeuristic analysis of death's
body corpse of a puppet on stone
from insomnia's noir of pale lips
fertilizing the red worm's roe
from the flesh of decadent smile
of the harlot's corset and staves
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Naked Necrophilia
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Orgy of Corpses
Nihilism's dark orgy of corpses in the cremation of
romanticism leaving the puffy widow free, huffing
the shadow, lusting the venom at the hairline of
Rogaine in the cremation of romanticism and
swollen thighs, dripping nausea of decadent
obscenity for the greenflies debauching the girth
in a dark orgy of corpses
romanticism leaving the puffy widow free, huffing
the shadow, lusting the venom at the hairline of
Rogaine in the cremation of romanticism and
swollen thighs, dripping nausea of decadent
obscenity for the greenflies debauching the girth
in a dark orgy of corpses
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Covert Narcissist
"Deep is the tool of the fascist fool..."
centurion of the soul's nocturnal rhapsody
Wearing a shadow of insanity into antiquity
from the blood of the usher slowly rising
In the twilight's silence of the harp's cello
with no time to linger on the quill's omission
dripping indigo from the mind of a covert
narcissist...decaying
centurion of the soul's nocturnal rhapsody
Wearing a shadow of insanity into antiquity
from the blood of the usher slowly rising
In the twilight's silence of the harp's cello
with no time to linger on the quill's omission
dripping indigo from the mind of a covert
narcissist...decaying
#dark
#gothic
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DU Poetry : Gothic Poems