Gothic by Top Critiquers Poems
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gothic by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Friend to the very end
What had been so long ago
Is only a mist in the snow
And for the cleanses that once had been made
Are simply my sins that did fade
And for what we've become is only ecstasy
And a dream, a vision of pure misery
Let me be the one to tell you all
Of hell's resurrection and heaven's fall
Sleep sweet damned woman for you are
Caused him to triumph and forever will abide
Always will be by his side
Moon demon, celestial star gazer
Be a comfort to me and not curse my kin
Wise of all liars, stalked from the start
And not...
Is only a mist in the snow
And for the cleanses that once had been made
Are simply my sins that did fade
And for what we've become is only ecstasy
And a dream, a vision of pure misery
Let me be the one to tell you all
Of hell's resurrection and heaven's fall
Sleep sweet damned woman for you are
Caused him to triumph and forever will abide
Always will be by his side
Moon demon, celestial star gazer
Be a comfort to me and not curse my kin
Wise of all liars, stalked from the start
And not...
#dark
#death
#earth
#friendship
#gothic
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Gothic
My gothic romance caresses midnight
With a sigh and a weep
Macabre lingers in the cemetery
talking to spirits
Whispering secrets to the dead, listening
A darkened world beckons
and I become enamored by the odd
beguiling and honest, they covet a misfit
intriguing the bleak in me
Donning black to represent my perpetual sorrow
Moody essence, I scowl
pouring my thoughts out without saying a word
Gloom follows me
a dour look on my painted black lips
Satirical wit sets me apart
With sarcastic observations,...
With a sigh and a weep
Macabre lingers in the cemetery
talking to spirits
Whispering secrets to the dead, listening
A darkened world beckons
and I become enamored by the odd
beguiling and honest, they covet a misfit
intriguing the bleak in me
Donning black to represent my perpetual sorrow
Moody essence, I scowl
pouring my thoughts out without saying a word
Gloom follows me
a dour look on my painted black lips
Satirical wit sets me apart
With sarcastic observations,...
#dark
#gothic
#vampires
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2 Comments
Halloween air in June
My hand breaks the surface and
parts the night-grass
on my grave.
My eyes roll back
as wind kisses my fingertips
and I revel in the taste of
fecund soil in my mouth.
The ground undulates
as if the very earth
were gravid
with me
something happened.
and I tear through the
universe’s placenta
with my dirty nails,
feral and filthy
dusky and filled
with living night,
My chest heaves against
the white linen dress ...
parts the night-grass
on my grave.
My eyes roll back
as wind kisses my fingertips
and I revel in the taste of
fecund soil in my mouth.
The ground undulates
as if the very earth
were gravid
with me
something happened.
and I tear through the
universe’s placenta
with my dirty nails,
feral and filthy
dusky and filled
with living night,
My chest heaves against
the white linen dress ...
#dark
#gothic
#lust #SelfDiscovery
#lust #SelfDiscovery
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18 Comments
Red Velvet
Velvet
Blood
Drinking you
Anytime of the month
Blood
Drinking you
Anytime of the month
#dark
#sex
#gothic
709 reads
12 Comments
Devil Inside
do not bless me
for i have sinned
(Pretty Reckless)
in the cat black
of night gothic
vampire vibe
craving for
fresh meat
out for a kill
kick ass thrill
i can't control
the bloodlust it
consumes me
& takes over
just a ghost
skin & bones
mere remains
of what used to
be the soul of me
i'm gonna take a life
for i have sinned
(Pretty Reckless)
in the cat black
of night gothic
vampire vibe
craving for
fresh meat
out for a kill
kick ass thrill
i can't control
the bloodlust it
consumes me
& takes over
just a ghost
skin & bones
mere remains
of what used to
be the soul of me
i'm gonna take a life
#gothic
#vampires
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18 Comments
Inexplicable yesterday
It was May!
I don't remember the day...
What more can I say?
Boats circled the bay.
Seagulls seemed to pray!
From the sky it came as if it were an x-ray!
In the middle of the bananas on the tray...
Something very strange and gray!
How, with so many sins, can we pay?
Those who didn't watch continued on their way!
I don't remember the day...
What more can I say?
Boats circled the bay.
Seagulls seemed to pray!
From the sky it came as if it were an x-ray!
In the middle of the bananas on the tray...
Something very strange and gray!
How, with so many sins, can we pay?
Those who didn't watch continued on their way!
#dark
#gothic
#sea
#shadows
#sky
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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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Babylon
Gate of the gods.
Where the girls weep alone.
Eros disregards,
The unwelcome vermin.
Hoards of like mind,
Create towers of stone.
Building blocks of righteousness,
All the way home.
Never say what they think.
Just working as one.
A team of creators,
Invading heaven.
Don't let God know.
Don't let him see.
He'll scatter your thoughts,
Languages and family.
He'll tear down your tower.
And label it blaspheme.
He'll punish until you cower.
For even the thought of heresy.
You'll...
Where the girls weep alone.
Eros disregards,
The unwelcome vermin.
Hoards of like mind,
Create towers of stone.
Building blocks of righteousness,
All the way home.
Never say what they think.
Just working as one.
A team of creators,
Invading heaven.
Don't let God know.
Don't let him see.
He'll scatter your thoughts,
Languages and family.
He'll tear down your tower.
And label it blaspheme.
He'll punish until you cower.
For even the thought of heresy.
You'll...
#gothic
#heaven
#wisdom
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10 Comments
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
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6 Comments
Curse of the Water Witch
Pointing down past
The surface,
With which to dig,
The networks,
Flowing underneath
A bed of flowers
And the green fields,
And in the shallow,
She showed a
Vein to strike
In the layers.
Like knowing what
A grave is,
Tapped into the earth,
Calling upon the elemental,
We could quench our thirst, for
Essential life, only if
There were branches to
Cross the fields
Where trees captured the winds to
Call upon osmosis.
...
The surface,
With which to dig,
The networks,
Flowing underneath
A bed of flowers
And the green fields,
And in the shallow,
She showed a
Vein to strike
In the layers.
Like knowing what
A grave is,
Tapped into the earth,
Calling upon the elemental,
We could quench our thirst, for
Essential life, only if
There were branches to
Cross the fields
Where trees captured the winds to
Call upon osmosis.
...
#dark
#gothic
#death
#witches
#curse
406 reads
10 Comments
dead end
night falls on me, bastard of the dawn
in the gloaming mist, frail and pale
ravenous midnight, hunt me
the moon howl and I felt the cur at my heels
silently seeking my demise
curdled cries broke the quiet
running for my life, while evil drink in the scene
darkness cavorted, eating my fear
tiny hairs stand on end,
I could sense the malevolence on the air
interested darklings smirk
while I seek a hiding place
demons out for destruction reek havoc
I felt my doom upon my head
as the morn crashed in on me, offering...
in the gloaming mist, frail and pale
ravenous midnight, hunt me
the moon howl and I felt the cur at my heels
silently seeking my demise
curdled cries broke the quiet
running for my life, while evil drink in the scene
darkness cavorted, eating my fear
tiny hairs stand on end,
I could sense the malevolence on the air
interested darklings smirk
while I seek a hiding place
demons out for destruction reek havoc
I felt my doom upon my head
as the morn crashed in on me, offering...
#dark
#gothic
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4 Comments
The Many Faces Of A Seductive Sorceress
Until the calling of night
Let the Sorceress reflection mirrored
Enticing souls in flight
Unto the soothing voice
Whispers of seduction felt
As a handsome Knight who shall gallop unto my rapture and sweetly surrender
The song playing in the background of this video titled, When I Ride by Ashley Mehta is part of the creative app.
I do not own any copyright to the nature of the music, it is in part for entertainment purposes only
Let the Sorceress reflection mirrored
Enticing souls in flight
Unto the soothing voice
Whispers of seduction felt
As a handsome Knight who shall gallop unto my rapture and sweetly surrender
The song playing in the background of this video titled, When I Ride by Ashley Mehta is part of the creative app.
I do not own any copyright to the nature of the music, it is in part for entertainment purposes only
#gothic
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