Tag Archives: death

[UN] Hopeless Romantic [DEAD]

Posted on November 8, 2011 by dapoetsdotcom

My life like death are the same. Still. Empty. No hope of love finding me…

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Slightly dead (under the Sun)…

Posted on November 7, 2011 by dapoetsdotcom

beneath the suns rays I’ve been kissed by life! wondering what tomorrow may hold. with this pen I spill words over lines because tomorrow has yet to be told I can no longer wonder what it may hold and bring today is … Continue reading →

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Victims together

Posted on November 6, 2011 by Fatesjoke

I saw marks on her legs, knew I was not alone. Too dull blades birthing bright blood, checkerboard scars on dull pale flesh. Moans, once cries, now sanitized to hide forced shame.

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Emotions at Tide

Posted on July 26, 2011 by Kim Koning @AuthorKimKoning

Undisturbed turbulence veiled by a calm tranquility, Unleashed by the Earth’s might Let its Spirit enfold; Strange yet magnificent in its complexity Known to change the essence of the mould. The placidity, complex in the very simplicity Known to affect … Continue reading →

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Youlogy

Posted on October 17, 2010 by The Emotional Orphan

The hole engulfs, more easily than a gravediggers shovel. Grass gone. Soil tilled, ready for the bounty. Dirt rains in blocking a view of the sun. Buried, and finally, needed rest comes. False alarm. Ejection. Back into the sunlight. Warmth … Continue reading →

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Her Dance Card

Posted on September 23, 2010 by Annie

With each pirouette They shift shadows with Low eyes And She dances Through Death

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Nerterology

Posted on September 10, 2010 by Jubbileus

Death may put fear in the eyes of many but it intrigue me to go deeper into obsession with death and his mate Ars Moriendi Into a world of death The art of dying To die well and ascend to … Continue reading →

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The Dark Tower

Posted on September 7, 2010 by Annie

Is there anyway to go forward… when you turn back, trying with scratching, hooked nails to live saturated in the same redundant realm. You climb that dark tower on the wheel that spins endlessly; erasing the truth as you crack … Continue reading →

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Scarlet festival

Posted on September 7, 2010 by Douglas F. Mélo

Midnight descends upon us darkness embrace your cold body your last verses resonate in my mind a poem of sorrow your blood flows so beautifully a scarlet festival I wanted to ruin you to bring you with me to the … Continue reading →

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Woeful Wednesday challenge: Classic Undead

Posted on September 1, 2010 by Annie

Coffee with my dad The summer sun melts my chai My dad’s on the phone. My mind slips away on this steamy day. Daydreams dance with decadence To tales of horror Death, decay: where zombie’s rise Jane Austen’s surprise! * I wrote … Continue reading →

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