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Abysses Poems - Poems about Abysses


Premium Member In the cosmic silence, under the rain of stars dreaming in deep abysses
In the cosmic silence, under the rain of stars dreaming in deep abysses, My soul travels through the veil of a universe of shadows and lights, With each step in the night, when the whispers of ages caress my ears, When the wind brings echoes from beyond time, of forgotten longings and lost dreams. In a world of shattered...

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Categories: abysses, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Heavy
My terror grows with each passing night, As slow, steady darkness steals away sight. Footsteps and whispers add to my fright — Is there an end to such desperate plight? How long, too long, till dawn’s early light! I clutch my candle in trembling hand, And watch the shadows dance to understand What I envision as its light expands Through the room and...

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Categories: abysses, dark, fear, horror, night,
Form: Lyric



Premium Member In the abysses of my mind, where shadows whisper and memories dance like specters, I think of you
In the abysses of my mind, where shadows whisper and memories dance like specters, I think of you. Of how strong you must be to face all the blue and black guilt, And still let tears of joy shine in your eyes, A paradox of pain and ecstasy, intertwined like the threads of an old tapestry, woven with...

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Categories: abysses, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Cravings of a Venomous Toxin
The cunningness I feel is near: It tries coming for a stay Living within a beast, I once lived in It's a bit dangerous wanting my play. I have to be careful, now, right: Staying in the right of my light By this, odious toxin that's near It likes to fight at my nights, I fear. It made me sick a lot of...

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Categories: abysses, abuse, addiction, betrayal, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Table of the Scribed
Table of The Scribed Only of the true muse in mind, Being a he or she? Can scribe of the darknesses they feel, Being it told, indeed. Being this breed of spirits, Sitting at the Abysses table, take heed! For that's the table of the; Devils and Gods, We are the tellers; For we are the scribes. Take...

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Categories: abysses, dark, deep, imagery, imagination,
Form: Rhyme




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