Goth Girl In A Graveyard.

Craig Dee

23 Feb, 2017 03:58 PM
A short extract
Goth girl all forlorn, she walks a graveyard
Alone with just her memories on her mind
Wanders lonely as she's seeking closure
And hoping it will be the healing kind


Memories these days are all she's left with
Seems everything she loves, it fades and dies
Her made up face masks the pain inside her
But rarely will a tear fall from her eyes
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Tags: Dark, Poetry, Grave, Graveyard, Goth, Gothic, Death, Sadness
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Kingdom

Abhishek Choubey

28 Jan, 2017 02:27 PM
I am not asking for a crown
I’ve worn one made of thorns before
That was when I was brought down
When people lost faith and built a barrier

Friends were strangers, hopes dead
Soon I became depraved and unwanted
Dark but whole, broken yet sane
And when all the love was lost

The need to rise again triggered the man within
The wait was over
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Tags: Revenge, Dark
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Eyes

Brody Battersby

11 Jan, 2017 05:23 AM
Many things wash past my view
If thy observes, madness ensue
Many things to cloud the eye
And all those things thy glorify.
For down below root stem and leaf
Our thoughts act on belief.
For what is man without another?
For the Gods curse us as Brothers
What beasts we are, in human flesh
We bind our souls and minds, enmesh.
With simple things thy cannot see
Love and hate, these things the key.
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Tags: Odd, Mad, Madness
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~Cloaked In Darkness~

Midnyt Ravyn

23 Jul, 2016 07:38 PM
As night falls down 
Through the mists 
The silhouette of shadows 
Creep through twisted trees 

There is a stillness in the silence 
I hate the way the light casts 
On the images of shadows as they pass 
The silence is shattered 

By the monsters in my head 
Listen to the whispers
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Tags: Depression, Dark Mind
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~Psychotic Rage~

Midnyt Ravyn

23 Jul, 2016 06:49 PM
Weakened by the blow
Dizzy from the haze 
I'm caught in the crossfire 
Once again you go 

Into your psychotic rage 
Leaving me breathless 
I'm overcome with hate 
Your laughter deafens me 

While I whither in pain 
Taken away my sanity
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Tags: Anger, Abuse, Hurt
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Alice

Robin

20 Jul, 2016 12:39 PM
I lay in fields of dying
flowers, perhaps leaves,
maybe even a sea of 
black feathers circling
around me. The cold
autumn winds violently
push me further and
further away from

my governess

who was frantically
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Tags: Darkness, Depression, Demon, Sin, Nightmare
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Dreamer

Robin

10 Jul, 2016 06:01 PM
Fading from withered leaves,
the silence lulls on.
And in that silence, the dormouse sleeps
caressing her dreams from beyond.

Lachrymose behind her closed eyelids
cascades her cheeks sadly,
but she watches the silhouettes of sailing ships
with magic from her loveless fairies.

Decadence embraces her quiet voice,
her throat writhing in agony.
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Tags: Darkness, Alone, Silence, Sins, Sadness
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Falsified Agony

Adeyemi Vincent

30 Jun, 2016 12:33 PM
(I)
The cruelest of storms I shall 
name the wonders of Nature, 
As I heat and wane inside, the world 
will not miss my smile ,
Just as the Sun will I bless their 
visage with my agony falsified. 


(II) 
As the Sun descends down the 
stairs; Before it lays its head will
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Tags: Adeyemi Vincent
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A Beautiful Death

Zane A. Murray

06 May, 2016 02:53 PM
So many people are scared of the inevitable end,
Maybe it’s because they are convinced that they are condemned,
Hellfire that will roast and burn their souls and flesh,
Brain-washed of the words described by the king Gilgamesh.

Or some people love the aspect of being at the void,
And accept that it is something that no one can avoid,
They embrace the end, for it is the great abstinence,
That’s why they live their lives fully in the great indulgence. 

Angels and Demons, or God and Devils,
They think they can be taken away by either into the paradise or hell of 9 levels,
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Tags: God, Devil, Death, Beauty
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Horrors in the Night

Brandon Crooms

11 Apr, 2016 04:16 AM
I'm sitting, quietly weeping, 
Thoughts are destroying my mind.
Death is taking what is his...He wants everything,
Nothing can stop him.

He is sitting in the dark,
Red eyes are staring, and shining with fear.
Fear not of himself, but of the illusion of being in his mind,
Fear only the wretched can see, for they see all sorts of evil.

Each tiring moment seems like my last,
I'm being trapped inside this past to the point of no return.
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Tags: Horror, Nightare
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