Gothic. Poems - Poems about Gothic.

Within the dark, before the day, A golden spark will find its way; Not borrowed light, nor fleeting flame, But one with which the sun’s the same. It warms the marrow, stirs the soul, It makes the broken pieces whole; Through weary hours, through every start, It dwells within our beating heart. When shadows press, it will not fade, It stands where deepest love...

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Here I am. Everywhere we were. Empty as is. Capillaries fill with her, like rotting roots under trees. More than I deserve. I’ve found your silence beneath feeding truths in buried leaves. To preserve, to please. ’Til you return, I plead....

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Ominous bays of hellhounds thunder in the bleak night As a shattered glass slipper is found amongst powdered ivory snow, The glint caught within incorporeal warping moonlight— Leading to a blue grey corpse, mangled with frozen tears cemented in place. Hands clenched around a copper timepiece, The minute hand paused at one past twelve. The putrid scent of desperation still hangs...

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She was not invited She was arranged They never wanted Jasmine not the woman who brought basil-clean hands and pomegranate soap who harmonized soliloquies into pastries while they offered only hinges rusted shut She was not guest She was garnish Not Jasmine the flower but Jasmine the bulb strangled in its own clay frost biting at the marrow buried beneath their polite...

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f l a m e s of angry suns licking u p h e a v e d roots of trees~ begging for mercy ...

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Our Better Angels The polished floor reflects a moonlit gleam, A silent chapel holding a dark dream. I etched my plea into a cold white tile, A fragile hope against a coming wile. But from the smooth surface, a form takes hold, A sister to the stories left untold. Her eyes, like shards of glacial ice, are keen, Reflecting landscapes desolate and mean. I...

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Once upon a woeful early December night nigh, Who am I, in this fateful time of scry’s reprise? Over many a quaint reminisce of my ghostly past, Suddenly, feel eyes piercing again, with no end. I looked around, to no avail; my time has end. I turned and saw darkness cast. As I went out in the dreary night, I...

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In this abyss, where senses fade, A labyrinth of fears, eyes stick to spade A choice self-made, a soul betrayed, In pale moonlight, a tearful price is paid Man without a shrine, longing for time, A barren altar, with no falter, heart in chains, Death’s embrace, leaves no trace, Echoes remain, whispering in pain. Silence. No more pain. In bleakest dreams, her face indiscernibly...

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Truth be told, or is it so, Is strength bronze or tin? Forever mystery lies so, In this transcended kin. Beneath the rust, a fragile heart, Iron weeps, its strength apart. A veil of secrets, shadows loom, Where truth’s enigma finds its tomb. In fragile echoes, whispers call, Uncertainty befalls, thoughts of chanciness. As ready minds begin to fall, A second thought of unsureness. Though some say...

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Echoes of the holy grace, for this place, Endless woe of devolution, Forever entice, your grace, The moon is your solution. Confined in this space, of endless grace, Under the moonlight, it is illusion, Illusion of woe, forever retrace, It is all persuasion, or is it union? Shadows creep, where darkness breeds, A symphony of sorrows, never-ending, Lost souls wander, planting crushed seeds, A tale,...

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The spirit of Dream Megala man Scratching that itch Not that of a lower level man Can wipe out a universe In the moment The moment of a twitch Too ra loo ra loo ral Too ra loo ra li The healthy of lean Le fat the tip of hooray Falling sideways What is the writing drug Why do poppies eat promise Trying to keep up Even...

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Shadows shift in flickering flame Vows made, now stained with your name Our flame, once bold and bright Now wanes upon this cold, stark night I see the distance in your eyes Reflecting echoes of love’s goodbye Emptiness fills your silent stare A longing still lingers in the air Your heart, once gentle, has lost its grace Betrayal bleeds—a bitter taste Sarcasm drips from...

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I gorge on black ink shadows and gulp down silver moon beams delectable, saporous by the streetlamp marinade me hallucinating art on a diet of glow world hue imbued hungry brushstrokes dream garnish o'er starlit feast...

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There was a chill in the air that night, as the taste of spun cotton candy and stale popcorn floated through the breeze. Lifeless clouds hung in the sky, moving swiftly past an ever-broken moon. Remnants of rain clung to weeping blades of grass, as a shattered heart cracked under a ribcage in disbelief. The...

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Alas, my heart! Breathe. Behave. A saviour awaits your sinking gaze Too much of your eyes would set it all ablaze. Bring with you a lamp so bright Burn my kingdom. Alas, we’d be the only ones alive. ...

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