Gothic Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#gothic
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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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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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
68 reads
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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
68 reads
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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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Mortgaged
God must be like Bela Lugosi
Staring over his dark matter cape arm
In curation of anonymity
And deficit thermodynamic charm
Sucking smiles out of his gothic face
As he stalks the beat of each mortal heart
Trapped in their spheres of Goldilock space
Where all sensation is a dying art;
Only the heat of a lingering meat
Fading as the universal ember
Fornicating with its bread and blood treat
Of the Eden we choose to remember
Where no one had to claw forevermore
Between starvation...and a credit score!
Staring over his dark matter cape arm
In curation of anonymity
And deficit thermodynamic charm
Sucking smiles out of his gothic face
As he stalks the beat of each mortal heart
Trapped in their spheres of Goldilock space
Where all sensation is a dying art;
Only the heat of a lingering meat
Fading as the universal ember
Fornicating with its bread and blood treat
Of the Eden we choose to remember
Where no one had to claw forevermore
Between starvation...and a credit score!
#gothic
#TruthOfLife
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Mortgaged
God must be like Bela Lugosi
Staring over his dark matter cape arm
In curation of anonymity
And deficit thermodynamic charm
Sucking smiles out of his gothic face
As he stalks the beat of each mortal heart
Trapped in their spheres of Goldilock space
Where all sensation is a dying art;
Only the heat of a lingering meat
Fading as the universal ember
Fornicating with its bread and blood treat
Of the Eden we choose to remember
Where no one had to claw forevermore
Between starvation...and a credit score!
Staring over his dark matter cape arm
In curation of anonymity
And deficit thermodynamic charm
Sucking smiles out of his gothic face
As he stalks the beat of each mortal heart
Trapped in their spheres of Goldilock space
Where all sensation is a dying art;
Only the heat of a lingering meat
Fading as the universal ember
Fornicating with its bread and blood treat
Of the Eden we choose to remember
Where no one had to claw forevermore
Between starvation...and a credit score!
#gothic
#TruthOfLife
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This Stuff of Nature
When I see these
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
#dark
#evil
#gothic #horror
#gothic #horror
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This Stuff of Nature
When I see these
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
#dark
#evil
#gothic #horror
#gothic #horror
163 reads
2 Comments
This Stuff of Nature
When I see these
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
#dark
#evil
#gothic #horror
#gothic #horror
163 reads
2 Comments
This Stuff of Nature
When I see these
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
wooden beams,
that wooden trap
those hempen strings,
this stuff of nature,
these all seem
innocuous, such
innocent things,
when kept in any
Chandler's store,
but make folk dead
and crowds roar,
gallows fashioned
by lynching law.
#dark
#evil
#gothic #horror
#gothic #horror
163 reads
2 Comments
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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5 Comments
DU Poetry : Gothic Published by Members Recently Online Poems