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Three Dark Poems for All Hallow's Eve

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posted on Oct, 22 2005 @ 06:29 PM
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Sonnet at Midnight

Hooded figures keep watch throughout the storm
Huddled in the glow of the hell's dark light
Dark mischief in their thoughts keep them warm
As the blood of their feasts shades the night

Up in the tower the chosen awaits
While the hours deepen their seductive spell
And night entwines death and dark lovers’ fates
Drawing together both heaven and hell

Cold lips kiss in the bloody crimson steam
Through which teeth like icicle daggers gleam

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Night's Nectar

Sweet pulse of crimson velvet ribbons
Fair white silken neck hides from sight
Deep fountain of moonlit eternity
Glow of nightmare's rainbow light

Darling, come dance with me among stars
I'll breathe your scarlet fragrance
As the glimmers fall down to your eyes
To witness your last romance

These nibbles bring teasing agony
I must taste your heart in full
Do you see the dreams I'm sending you,
While from you, your life I pull?

Ah, nectar of gods and of devils
Warm whiskey washes steel blade
Heavy and thick, this bittersweet milk
From which phantasm is made

When pale skin is drained of its allure
Gently you fall to the ground
I leap up to take flight in the dark
Before your still beauty is found

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Wretched Time

Time labors on, as do I.
Senseless fool, I wonder why
To dark seduction, I made reply,
By forfeit of my right to die!
Alone, the years pass me by.
I cannot hope, I'm mad to try.
I pose as mortal and live a lie.
My only friend, a deep dark sky.
Vast and empty, without reply,
Silent moon watches as I cry
To mourn a truth I can't belie:
This leaden soul will never fly!
My spirit craves that final high
As eternity draws closer nigh,
My perspective grows more wry
From inner knots I cannot untie.
Piteous feelings cannot pry
The hope for which I vainly ply!
Please come, I beg with a sigh,
And close my eyes again to try
Chasing dreams, now stale and dry,
With nothing new to imply
In their ever-shortening supply.
Raving absurdities multiply
With no end saved for such as I.




posted on Oct, 22 2005 @ 06:35 PM
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"shivers" Great poems and really get you in the halloween mood,

Well done. and well written,



posted on Oct, 23 2005 @ 02:06 PM
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Hi Queenie,

Great writing! I'm so glad you shared your poetry with us. These are my favourite lines:




Darling, come dance with me among stars
I'll breathe your scarlet fragrance
As the glimmers fall down to your eyes
To witness your last romance

These nibbles bring teasing agony
I must taste your heart in full
Do you see the dreams I'm sending you,
While from you, your life I pull?


So dark and tragic, calls to the romantic in me. You are a talented poet.
I want more, more, more!Sorry, just me being insatiable. This makes up for the (dead) horse.




posted on Oct, 23 2005 @ 02:55 PM
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Ja, queenster...ikke too

to the self same quote as nikelbee didst pointed out, ecstatically affirming your efficacy on bloodlust wordings.

Oh, the sweet pulse
drumming in my ears
like the rush of tides
slaved to the waxing moon
pulling my desire
heaving to the lushness
of your porcelain neck...

see(?) you are a muse, dear qeenie...

MODS...we need a poetry board...it's getting intense in here

(wipes forehead with bloodsoaked hankie)




posted on Oct, 23 2005 @ 11:40 PM
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You guys are far too kind in your generous praise of my words--but I do so appreciate your compliments. As a poet, of course, my food and my offerings are words and more words.

Masqua your words, too, are from the heart of a muse...

And Nik, your insatiableness is a joy in my heart--I've certainly got more!

Asala, your simple 'well-written' is worth more than you know--that's what we all really want to be able to say we might have accomplished with our words--to transfer to the reader, with words, the mood and emotion felt at the time of writing said words.

They say 'a picture is worth a thousand words' but IMO, the picture painted with words remains in the mind--long after the words are forgotten.



posted on Oct, 26 2005 @ 02:59 PM
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Great style queenannie38. Definately captures the dark mood in them.


-Aza




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