Gothic Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
26th Aug 2022 8:51pm
26th Aug 2022 8:51pm
Gothic Cotillion
(a piece of “sudden fiction” - 750 words)
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
They'd had to skip the Haymaker's Dance, but Toby knew how to treat a girl, and took Elaine instead to their own private dancefloor deep in the Somerset woods. Her family was moneyed, distantly related to the duke of Somerset, and she was one of those girls about whom folk singers write. She who walked on the wild side,...
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
They'd had to skip the Haymaker's Dance, but Toby knew how to treat a girl, and took Elaine instead to their own private dancefloor deep in the Somerset woods. Her family was moneyed, distantly related to the duke of Somerset, and she was one of those girls about whom folk singers write. She who walked on the wild side,...
#romantic
#gothic
#death #horror
#death #horror
194 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
26th Aug 2022 8:51pm
26th Aug 2022 8:51pm
Gothic Cotillion
(a piece of “sudden fiction” - 750 words)
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
They'd had to skip the Haymaker's Dance, but Toby knew how to treat a girl, and took Elaine instead to their own private dancefloor deep in the Somerset woods. Her family was moneyed, distantly related to the duke of Somerset, and she was one of those girls about whom folk singers write. She who walked on the wild side,...
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
They'd had to skip the Haymaker's Dance, but Toby knew how to treat a girl, and took Elaine instead to their own private dancefloor deep in the Somerset woods. Her family was moneyed, distantly related to the duke of Somerset, and she was one of those girls about whom folk singers write. She who walked on the wild side,...
#romantic
#gothic
#death #horror
#death #horror
194 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
26th Aug 2022 8:51pm
26th Aug 2022 8:51pm
Gothic Cotillion
(a piece of “sudden fiction” - 750 words)
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
They'd had to skip the Haymaker's Dance, but Toby knew how to treat a girl, and took Elaine instead to their own private dancefloor deep in the Somerset woods. Her family was moneyed, distantly related to the duke of Somerset, and she was one of those girls about whom folk singers write. She who walked on the wild side,...
She grew up in an Indiana town
Had a good lookin' mama who never was around
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
They'd had to skip the Haymaker's Dance, but Toby knew how to treat a girl, and took Elaine instead to their own private dancefloor deep in the Somerset woods. Her family was moneyed, distantly related to the duke of Somerset, and she was one of those girls about whom folk singers write. She who walked on the wild side,...
#romantic
#gothic
#death #horror
#death #horror
194 reads
1 Comment
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 1:13pm
27th Oct 2020 1:13pm
Ode To The Raven
Ode
to the inky,
midnight Raven,
harbinger of ill-omen.
Lightlessness in her eyes,
heralding one’s demise.
Wolfish, you are!
Voraciously within those eyes lies hunger.
Darkly clad, your soul will nigrify.
to the inky,
midnight Raven,
harbinger of ill-omen.
Lightlessness in her eyes,
heralding one’s demise.
Wolfish, you are!
Voraciously within those eyes lies hunger.
Darkly clad, your soul will nigrify.
#dark
#gothic
627 reads
4 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 1:13pm
27th Oct 2020 1:13pm
Ode To The Raven
Ode
to the inky,
midnight Raven,
harbinger of ill-omen.
Lightlessness in her eyes,
heralding one’s demise.
Wolfish, you are!
Voraciously within those eyes lies hunger.
Darkly clad, your soul will nigrify.
to the inky,
midnight Raven,
harbinger of ill-omen.
Lightlessness in her eyes,
heralding one’s demise.
Wolfish, you are!
Voraciously within those eyes lies hunger.
Darkly clad, your soul will nigrify.
#dark
#gothic
627 reads
4 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
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
152 reads
5 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
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
152 reads
5 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
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
152 reads
5 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
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
152 reads
5 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
1st Oct 2024 1:14pm
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
152 reads
5 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 8:49am
8th Aug 2024 8:49am
Don’t Mess With Her
Don’t Mess With Her
She dares you to even try
To give her a bad hair day
Because she has the 80s girl moxie
Whose feathers you may ruffle
At your own risk
When she scrawls your name
In her scarlet lipstick
On the misty mirror of your heart
Telling you to get lost clown
And your puny male ego
Turns to ashes
Under the blue flame
Of her eyes
She dares you to even try
To give her a bad hair day
Because she has the 80s girl moxie
Whose feathers you may ruffle
At your own risk
When she scrawls your name
In her scarlet lipstick
On the misty mirror of your heart
Telling you to get lost clown
And your puny male ego
Turns to ashes
Under the blue flame
Of her eyes
#anger
#dark
#gothic
#risk
#women
208 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 8:49am
8th Aug 2024 8:49am
Don’t Mess With Her
Don’t Mess With Her
She dares you to even try
To give her a bad hair day
Because she has the 80s girl moxie
Whose feathers you may ruffle
At your own risk
When she scrawls your name
In her scarlet lipstick
On the misty mirror of your heart
Telling you to get lost clown
And your puny male ego
Turns to ashes
Under the blue flame
Of her eyes
She dares you to even try
To give her a bad hair day
Because she has the 80s girl moxie
Whose feathers you may ruffle
At your own risk
When she scrawls your name
In her scarlet lipstick
On the misty mirror of your heart
Telling you to get lost clown
And your puny male ego
Turns to ashes
Under the blue flame
Of her eyes
#anger
#dark
#gothic
#risk
#women
208 reads
10 Comments
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