Angel Gothic Poems

Somethings are best 
said through blank
scriptures in sheer 
silence, but pulling the 
violin strings of
a poet strumming
to personify pain, 
with tempests of 
torment rushing 
through...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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the oppression


The town's sewer pipe ends in the middle of a fjord 
a gray mass slowly dispersing forever into blue 
water like a sin forgiven...

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A hideous doll became something nice:
A demon permitted a high price.
The monster shall, soon, through earned cash slice
Its seller dreaming to eat stewed rice...

Last week,...

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My mind is laid bare its components 
& functions are under your razor's gaze

To compare…

My aged bones are yours to dig into…
My past, like my...

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In a place many others often dread
Near the hollowed trees, and the haunted seas
She glides along the tumbledown cemetery
Deep down knowing those who are no...

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..... SONG OF DEATH ......

Tick tok, Tick tok,
In the past, goes the clock,
Where there lived a girl...
In a cottage, white like pearl...

She used to sing...

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In doom light, I see all that is & 
Ever was, I see all the façades 
Stripped away n callouses 
Tearing away all the love...

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An amber moon rises...
Hanging at the Edge of the World.
Against that oily old black sky;
Heaven's Infinite Stage.

Its Grace is old and precise.
A curious, hue of...

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The day is long as my time is short
I walk the course of vengeance with a heavy heart
I see the pillars of flame...?

I see the...

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Regged are the faces 
Drowning in waste 
Lost forgotten out of place.

Gold does not fade or decay, 
it knows no warmth or kindness
only filigreed in...

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Angel of the Hollow Eyes 
of dark devices and secret lies 
of stone façades as shadowed fly

Mechanical things turn deep inside 
broken and cruel 
each...

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Casting stones into rivers, 
broken deep in the core.

The tide of something coming.
Rusted in hue lost in the soul.

The tv burns in its silent snow
as...

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Where a newborn star lights 
the vault of heaven under the sky 
sapphire, high! 

You can find it there,
Not the product of a god or...

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The streets are vacant under the mystery rain gently falling as I gaze into the cold blue depth of a fluorescence-lit street

Languishing…

Under blaring lamps, the...

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