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.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 11:58am
22nd Sep 2024 11:58am
Daylight has come to 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
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 to show thy...
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
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 to show thy...
#dark
#death
#earth
#friendship
#gothic
215 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 4:07am
1st Jan 2025 4:07am
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
160 reads
5 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
14th Sep 2021 10:48pm
14th Sep 2021 10:48pm
Red Velvet
Velvet
Blood
Drinking you
Anytime of the month
Blood
Drinking you
Anytime of the month
#dark
#sex
#gothic
694 reads
12 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
25th Jan 2023 9:00pm
25th Jan 2023 9:00pm
Wading in the river Styx.
Evil has always found me.
It never let me rest. And under a veil...
of carnality I must always perform.
Licking the sweat from his flesh.
tasting the death of innocence.
choking on the semen of sin.
mixed with the sweat and my blood
it flows on my lips
wading in the river Styx
naked among the rotting corpses
of dead dreams and false hopes
I am not laughing anymore
My cries calling to you
on the wind of despair and desire
I tasted the pain, but it was
the lust which drew you to me
Colliding...
It never let me rest. And under a veil...
of carnality I must always perform.
Licking the sweat from his flesh.
tasting the death of innocence.
choking on the semen of sin.
mixed with the sweat and my blood
it flows on my lips
wading in the river Styx
naked among the rotting corpses
of dead dreams and false hopes
I am not laughing anymore
My cries calling to you
on the wind of despair and desire
I tasted the pain, but it was
the lust which drew you to me
Colliding...
#lust
#gothic
#BDSM
#suffering
#passion
938 reads
35 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 5:44pm
25th Jun 2024 5:44pm
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
135 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
16th May 2023 2:39am
16th May 2023 2:39am
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
285 reads
0 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
1st May 2024 2:00pm
1st May 2024 2:00pm
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
275 reads
18 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
12th Jun 2024 10:58am
12th Jun 2024 10:58am
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
204 reads
10 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 10:41am
2nd Feb 2021 10:41am
Betting the Alphas 24/7
Alpha-7,
Beta -24 carbons I
Compounded, the
Drug of choice with the desired effects
to let you flow in this
Enigma state we came from. We make Feast of the flesh of our
Governors. As we flee on the
Highway met us
Ill cannibal mannered
Junkies paired with some
Kleptomaniacs..
Lunatics,
Maniacs call it.. We are heading
Narnia, so naturally I the Mollusc man.. Opposed...
Beta -24 carbons I
Compounded, the
Drug of choice with the desired effects
to let you flow in this
Enigma state we came from. We make Feast of the flesh of our
Governors. As we flee on the
Highway met us
Ill cannibal mannered
Junkies paired with some
Kleptomaniacs..
Lunatics,
Maniacs call it.. We are heading
Narnia, so naturally I the Mollusc man.. Opposed...
#gothic
422 reads
0 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
7th Sep 2022 2:55am
7th Sep 2022 2:55am
Balance
She was my perfect equal, balance, my little Goth doll
Black eyeliner, lips and nails calling the moon out for a brawl
She was strong in ways that most couldn't see
She was proud of who she was and knew who she wanted to be
Late nights she called me out into the moonlight
Kicking crazy knowledge about the universe and nature, and getting myself right
We crashed in abandoned churches, graveyards with spirits that needed company
We sat on ancient headstones and shared a little something something
Twist were made with a flask being passed back...
Black eyeliner, lips and nails calling the moon out for a brawl
She was strong in ways that most couldn't see
She was proud of who she was and knew who she wanted to be
Late nights she called me out into the moonlight
Kicking crazy knowledge about the universe and nature, and getting myself right
We crashed in abandoned churches, graveyards with spirits that needed company
We sat on ancient headstones and shared a little something something
Twist were made with a flask being passed back...
#love
#gothic
504 reads
2 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
27th May 2012 10:08am
27th May 2012 10:08am
the sex and violence of a metaphor
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
#death
#WilliamShakespeare
2091 reads
22 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 9:15pm
21st Feb 2025 9:15pm
Hubris
The quo of insomnia haunting memories of lost souls
of insanity's melody echoing the howling winds choir
dripping the embryos of gothic chore, reaching the
shoals of the living dead's chaos that run down the
spine of the silence aligned in a caravan with a
taste of a thousand orgasms oozing from the plums
hunting memories of decaying lost souls
of insanity's melody echoing the howling winds choir
dripping the embryos of gothic chore, reaching the
shoals of the living dead's chaos that run down the
spine of the silence aligned in a caravan with a
taste of a thousand orgasms oozing from the plums
hunting memories of decaying lost souls
#dark
#gothic
64 reads
0 Comments
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