by Rae Stegall |
Categories:
death, devotion, happiness, husband, wife, beautiful, me, beautiful, me,
My bride of the black dress,
Come to me my dear,
Take my hand and kiss me,
My beloved bride,
Soon the wedding will start,
And we shall be wed,
Now wait for me,
Wait for me,
My love is never ending,
Your deathly white skin,
And boney arms are beautiful to me,
So wait for me my bride,
I shall join you soon enough,
But first let me remove this dagger from your heart,
My beautiful bride of the black dress,
Our heaven awaits.
by Paloma Walker |
Categories:
angst, family, girlfriend-boyfriend, heart, heart, love, may,
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Missing you for longer and longer
Deathly afraid my heart may burst
You may love me best...I love you worst
by Daniel Human |
Categories:
death, home, life,
As I picked up the glass
I felt its weight
I felt its coolness
Its perfect smoothness
So where does gravity find a grip?
As I sipped the wine
I tasted aromas deep
I tasted the sun on rounded grapes
Grown in distant, romantic landscapes
So how did the taste get to travel?
As I saw the light reflected red
I saw the rings of colour
I saw the glow, I saw the faded pallor
In the edges of the light
So why did the light leave no mark?
And as I turned to weightlessness
And became a deathly stench
I turned into eternal light
My hand being firmly clenched
So why are You taking me home?
by Ravi Rajan |
Categories:
love,
Waves murmured;
teasing winds caressed her body,
a lone seagull twittered.
Fires erupted;
her tongue explored his mouth,
torpid passions seethed out.
Mountains quivered;
their passionate bodies lay intertwined,
drizzling rains inebriated them.
Tongues wagged;
a man clenched his fists,
acrid anguish inundated him.
Hate brewed;
vile thoughts blurred his mind,
an animal peeped out.
Love died;
thunderous shots punctuated the air,
a deathly silence followed.
Newspapers screamed;
gruesome pictures shocked the city,
he was her husband.
by Jennifer Proxenos |
Categories:
tree,
A forest path does wind,
All shrubs with love entwined
Atop trees, monkeys live,
Another deathly strive
Abhorrent humans lie,
And trees, grass, shrubs will sigh
As oxygen will die
Unfortunately misread the rules for this contest, so I am withdrawing
Entering contest
The " Pleiades 3 poetry Contest
Sponsor Joseph May
2020/10/25
by Jemmy Farmer |
Categories:
love, sad,
A beauty danced beneath pale moonlight,
While hypnotic song flurried on the breeze,
Distant, the voices tell of magic’s flight,
A heart is caught with such apparent ease,
And leads the self into its deathly plight.
A soul lies dying within grasping flame,
Confusion’s white heat burning at nerve tips,
Invisible fires bring the pain just the same,
The murderous hold a vice like grip,
And jealousy is her invidious name.
Form: Sicilian Quintains
by Constance La France |
Categories:
night,
At
The stroke
Of midnight
I awaken
From my deathly tomb
To walk under the moon
I love the velvet darkness
The call of the sad whip-poor-will
I have been departed long ago
A hundred midnight's at the stroke of twelve
____________________________
November 11, 2015
Poetry/Etheree/Midnight
Copyright Protected, ID 15-725-549-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
by Mi Bui |
Categories:
betrayal, break up, loneliness, longing, lost love,
On the edge of twilight's dawn, I'm alone
Casting dark shadows in the blackest night
Filled with deep regrets I cannot atone
Searching for a hint of the pale moonlight
Sharp pain filled with bitter longing my heart
Aches with poison's cure deathly remedy
Wounded from piercing hole of silver dart
Mind and soul cursed to suffer endlessly
Wandering helplessly in shrouded mind
Trapped in eternal darkness feeling numb
Despising myself for being so blind
To not see then what you've made me become
The day you've left is when I've died within
A broken dream of what has never been
by Jemmy Farmer |
Categories:
fantasy, sea,
There comes a pirate ship a-sailing by,
Its shameless crew all wicked vagabonds,
They sail the seas where’re skull and bones fly,
From near and from far to the great beyond.
Each pirate marked by ink upon his back,
Will make their victims walk the deathly plank,
Their lost souls are blacker than any black,
To all the countless ships their crimes have sank.
Yet should a pirate ever fall in love,
He will treat his dame with gentle measure,
Such beauty his heart has nothing above,
Except, maybe, his lust for his treasure,
On movie screens pirate is wild and free
Not the feared nightmare found from history.
Form: English Sonnet
by Stephen Mantle |
Categories:
life, mystery, nature, spiritual, truth, wisdom, world,
The deathly beat of our pounding feet
With shackles of life's disaster.
Bubbles of air contain great care
immersed in blurry waters,
Echoed dreams we shall believe
In everything and all before us.
Many a night we fear the light
Of Golum the greedy master.
We share aware of trees despair
Axed the roots of laughter.
Defined at source where love restores
And bleeds happily ever after.
by Michael Alexander |
Categories:
lonely, longing, lost love, love, love hurts,
Caressing; A dark, chilly wind
down my spine. Images and woes;
Depressing; my deathly throes.
In this spin, an icy grip;
smell of pine.
Creaking; a deep, heavy croak
reaches my ear. Whispers and eyes;
Seeking; a memory dies.
A breath choked, through the mist;
apparent pier.
Approaching; damp, soggy wood
under my feet. Elbows and knees;
Encroaching; thoughts of need.
As I stood, a reaching myth;
we never meet.
by Justin Worthy |
Categories:
grief, hurt, loss, love, moving on,
' Black Rose'
Heart Wrapped by thorns
Soul yearns,
No need to mourn
Sadness leeches the soul
Peddles drip to wine
Soul turns,
Stem brought Aline
Breaking a deathly hold
Thorns loosen there hold
Kindle burns,
Her heart unfolds
Letting sorrow go
Rose no longer black
Her love,
There is no lack
Light now, is the load
by Me Me |
Categories:
death, desire,
Like the sight of Dandelions at an open venerate sepulcher.
Of the ardent touch, precipitously hailing two other's semblances to erudite tacit merit.
Voracious of the petal's vocation.
Voracious of the petal, so insatiably, so securely vulnerable, does she... does she not...
Delicate, denoted as such an inane, yet so gravely a significant.
by Raja Rahman |
Categories:
depression,
The sand under my feet
burning bright;
the sky, a black hole of Erebus;
not a soul, not a whisper,
a feast of jejune sight!
My eyes, a saga of sadistic affairs,
my lips, swollen like jellybeans;
flesh in my limbs red with fire,
I look and long for deathly scenes!
Burning twigs light the world,
while black smoke lovingly embraces-
in hatred;
I stay awake - a moving carcass,
Love, where are you? et tu dead!
by Heidi Dillon |
Categories:
death, devotion, love, may, , romantic love,
Eyes of night beckon forth,
steal from me this deathly force,
raise above your steely voice,
this dagger etched in poisoned love.
Cut and slice fragile thoughts of hope joy faith,
so I may laugh in mocking jest.
Stitch my hatred deep inside,
so his heart may lie and rot within my stagnant sin..
by Monte Banner |
Categories:
depressionhate,
I have no feelings , no thoughts and no remorse,
Deathly evil lurks around my mind,
I know no humor, i am the maggot on a corpse.
maybe its time for me to unwind.
I hate mostly everyone, except one,
But your most likely included,
Mind on the burner, death from a gun.
My hate turns to sorrow, diluted.
Ill seduce you and take your soul,
And feed from your blood so easily,
ill love you and make you whole.
Or kill you just as feasibly.
by Yojan Santes |
Categories:
beautiful, beauty, cute love, emotions, love, relationship, sweet,
I am convinced the stars reflect your eyes,
Much like the moon does for the burning sun;
If I'm correct our sun could never die,
Until the day which to the Earth you shun.
Let's watch the Earth set in the morning blaze,
And dread the time when it begins to lift,
Cuz in your light is where I want to stay
And nighttime glow is such a deathly shift;
Though all you carry is serenity,
The moonlight determines an anxious flow.
The world's desire Is your majesty,
And limits cause our cold hearts to be sow'd.
I would not find pride in self perfection
Because you're beyond all of its tension
by Queenette Ugochi Vitalis |
Categories:
absence, betrayal, break up, how i feel, pain, sad love, silence,
Weaker then
Stronger now
No fear in the depth of pain
Only resolve and deathly steel
Wishes and love’s sparks
Now broken bridges and stale tears
Fulfillment once sought, now falling ashes
Back when both our lights shone
They shone so big and bright
Encompassing, engulfing the dark
And then yours faded, but mine still stood
Tougher still, fighting shadows
Chasing the loneliness back to nothingness
No fears anymore
Somewhere up in that place
A backbone is grown
No matter how much it hurts
How much you try to bring me down
Or the ocean suddenly catches fire
You would never see me cry
by James Fraser |
Categories:
angst, brother, daughter, death, family, father, history, husband, loss, lost love, mother, people, political, sister, son, warlost, lost, september,
Intelligence first, Retribution next
Clinical response the worlds text
Which free country is next in line
To be hit by this cowardly crime.
New York Cities patriots, suffer further pain
As Fire Officers and Police are slain
They indeed are part of this attack
So many of them never came back
Honourable dads, cousins and wife's
Mourn their lost ones, who lost their lives.
The World will remember
This September deathly sound
When iconic giants crashed to the ground
Hero's in the air, and on Manhattan Earth
Proved to us all, whats humans are worth.
In respect to the decent people who perished on that September day.
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
death, loneliness, longing, lost love, sea, silence, solitude,
through deathly fog of silence
i strive to hear your stifled call
remote out in the distance
yonder above life’s wall
i hear the whisper of your plea
muted, flushed and o so faint
beyond all rainbow’s paint
~ for you i set course for the sea
i hear unfold the rolling echo
the echo of a love that couldn’t die –
i won’t believe that stars can tell a lie
so i’ll continue searching high and low
for you, my love, i’ll roam the earth below
forever reach to touch the stars that glow
Read on air by invitation ~ June 19, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: 2nd place 2022
Posted on June 17, 2022
(see the iambic pentameter sonnet version by the same name)
by Kay-Lynn Bent-Wamboltd |
Categories:
fantasy, love, night, night,
Eternal
Its a night of sorrow, a song
of dark desire. Wolves vent their cry.
The immortal one awakens evil
shrouds his deathly form a timeless desire.
His midnight hair cascades over pale shoulders,
and his full blood red lips part slightly.
To taste the soul streaming from the pale flesh beneath him.
Now a night of darkness, I remeber him.... :
by Seeyam Brjmohun |
Categories:
lossheart, heart, love,
My love she roams on pastures green
Where once we both had been
Till fate did place between our paths
Those deathly dreams unseen
When sleeping in your arms so warm
In safe from harm and storm
Why did the night, my heart transform?
With loss, it did inform
I forgot my ways
Though darken days
And life was just a maze.
But then through love your name I praised
Through you my heart was saved.
And now in peace I don’t ask why
But gaze at cloudless skies
And with this world I cut my ties
And close my dream filled eyes
by Cynthia Buhain-Baello |
Categories:
betrayal, love, pain,
Mark where lies the heart that loved you,
In a gravestone covered tomb of pain,
Where night's eternal slumber will undo
The past affections washed by rain.
Silenced now from beats of passion,
Deserted loneliness made still,
Alone in hidden devastation,
The heart that loved, against its will.
Where now the vows that it had held?
Hopes that nurtured it in life?
Promises were dreams beheld,
That killed its beat as with a knife.
Gone are the tears that now decayed,
In mournful sighing deathly laid,
Gone purpose, reason, intents prayed-
The heart that loved you, dearly paid.
Copyright ~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~11.14.09
by Zachary Gilstrap |
Categories:
christmas, death,
Spattering sparks flicker
in her eyes, highlighting
each salty rivulet as they
roll down on to the
carpet stair.
The jolly tunes are her
confidant,
the garland and tinsel her jury.
“The car snapped in half,”
she hears, failing to grasp how
souls can be plucked like
birthday cake candles,
leaving deformed icing
no one wants to lick.
It is indeed a white
Christmas,
bloodless and loveless,
deathly pale with tended
fangs looking for love for
sale.
As she cries, and as the
little drummer boy’s
snare pops drag slightly
behind her bare sobs,
she imagines how he sleeps in
heavenly peace,
his remnants reserved in
her every last teardrop.
by Al Belland |
Categories:
lost loveanimal, longing, animal,
Lucky to have found her,
But unfortunate to have lost her in such a short time.
First comes pain, then the need for revenge eats at my very existence.
I stand in front of the animal who murdered my Shelly.
Heart rapidly pounding and sweaty palms.
Eerie click, and then seconds later a deathly silence.
Sweet revenge is mine.
Down on the ground, the animal falls in his own blood.
What an injustice!
Twenty-five years is what I receive for the murder.
No will to live, I am confined in this concrete jungle of prison, longing to die,
Solely to be reunited with my love.