Black Metal Poems - Poems about Black Metal

...Walking up uneven sidewalks— up cracked little hills of pavement, past dingy apartments gliding through trailer parks— rough rails and low fences skidding my fingertips— reaching the dampened s......

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... My bed is a vintage and very old I adore the swirled black metal nice to behold so delicate each created petal I inherited it from grandma long ago and can never let it go The mattress......

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...The chlorophyll is starved, green goes to brown and red. The dead are promptly shed. See beech tree - skeletal, stark and elemental, looking like black metal. But in its outer skin some......

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...New Mirror The heavy metal guy looked perfect With his long black girl like hair With his round black John Lennon shades With his black SpecFor combat trousers With his black Doc Martin boots ......

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...Once we had it all, I had a nice raven-haired girl, took her three kids on all happy families. Guess I did love you, were we really soulmates? Yet you were never a goth, never understood that side......

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...The blackest night wrapped around the lake of Votna - snow fell fast what is up and what is down? A fist held tightly not allowing a single sound. Below the murky waters lay a creature unfound. O......

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...12:44 a.m. Hollowed-out eyes Rimmed with kohl Set deep in sunken faces. Tracks down faces and up arms Visible under flickering halogen bulbs. Dark cars creep by, Distorted light reflections g......

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...Knowledge is frightening, and it is far too late to return to that stage of ignorance in my black metal framed bed. Right by the staircase a long empty dark basement, my toes tingling from the ......

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...The graveyard of the dead The dirt coils and warms the bodies in the ground The tombstones stand above the ground Marking where the dead lay The grimm graveyard moans with despair The black me......

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...Bastogne 1944 It was cold, so cold because they hadn’t given us warm clothes for the winter, or to die in: Germans and SS surrounded us and the aroma of their hot food and Heil Hitler! warm f......

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...The engine roared as from it steam poured Rain drops hissed as the black metal they kissed All filed out as the suited man began to shout One man stood alone Nervous, but never checking his phone ......

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...The softest gossamer gown is never welcomed Where vodka jumps from tiny glasses Jilted by sweaty grasps. I am a flower that blooms morality, A sober weed in a lush garden. This penthouse part......

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...Mother sparrow fell down my chimney. Kept quiet on a quiet bedroom floor. Baby sparrow, clung to screen door. Sat on the black metal front light. Then took flight, and mother died. No one cri......

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...one moonlit night i was spawned, a fallen angel with desecrated wings... a changeling child, my eyes glistening menace... and God shuddered when he saw me, raised his arms across the heavens, a......

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...Heck of a Day I was sitting on a bench watching people go by. Up and down the mall, in all shapes and size. Across from me was a wanne be model.. Long legged, tiny waist, an "air headed" dawdl......

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