Queen of the DamnedQueen of the Damned ©Queen of the Damned in Free Verse More Like This
blow your hot breath
of smoke, of fire
invoke to me that which I desire
by the starless sky
and moon of black
bring to me secrets
that I seek
oh ancient prince
oh lord of night
in honor of you
these candles I light
to burn with the power
of flames from where
arise to me from
and grant me the powers of your hell
my body your vessel to do with
as you wish
fulfill you now with
the pleasure of flesh
consumed in your darkness
exhumed as a corpse
fill me with your essence
from your cup I drink
fill my eyes with shadows
and my lips with your wisdom
as I am of you
and reside in your kingdom
where ghouls, ghosts
spectres and fiends rule supreme
as my loyal subjects
where I am their bat-winged queen
Ophidian CommunionA serpents tongue dances within her mouthOphidian Communion in Free Verse More Like This
As the nectar of her flesh drips upon the cold stone floor
Hands tightly wrapped around ornate chalice
Lifted to nightshade kissed lips tasting
The warm blood within
Her sparkling jewels shine in the flickering light
As she lifts the vessel above head
Eyes like twin moons in hooded clouds lifted skyward
Chanting as lithe body sways serpentine
By the rising smoke of the incense
Swirling in monstrous forms before her
With eyes closed she bring cup to aching lips
Drinking deeply of the elixir within
Filled with its warm ecstasy
She falls to her knees
Holding writhing serpent aloft
Anointing it with her essence
While the candlelight casts an eerie glow
Upon skin of alabaster
Reveling in the worship of
A slithering master
The Serpent's GiftThe Serpent's Gift ©The Serpent's Gift in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I am the serpent descending the tree of life
You are the vision below
For you my beautious one
I pluck this succulent fruit from ripened vine
And within it I sink my fangs
Filling It with Venom
Poisonous and Lethal
To All but you
In rapt wonder you stare up at me
As I slither down branches
To unite with you
I lick the air with flicking tongue
And stare at your naked brilliance
Fear me not my child
For I shall deliver to you
A secret gift
For your communion
Your blood for my resurrection
Soon I will join you in sacral bliss
My scaly skin writhing upon your soft flesh
I will bring you ecstasy my child
Like that of dreams and boundless imagination
Reality will cease and conjoined
We shall be
And I will impregnate into you a world
Enflaming it with lusts and desires
Oh Blue-lidded daughter of sunset
Adorned in debaucheries
Dark Jewel of the abyss
Abyss of Typhonian AwakeningAbyss of Typhonian Awakening ©Abyss of Typhonian Awakening in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
candles melting wax
of darkest flame
into the mirror black
invoke the name
weave the spiders web
of silken strands
consume the flesh
exhume the corpse
dance at midnight
in naked trance
indulge your necromance
taste the beauty
of ghastly incomprehensiblities
twisting curves and jagged edges
angles impossible to conceive
to leap off the edge
and fall into velvet abyss
upon the throne of emptiness
with the temple of
take the demons to your breast
and with them take flight
naked upon the back of night mares
to that place profane where within
is performed the rite
in a tongue of debauchery
dusk filled sea
of indigo stars
and flaming orbs
devoured by gaping holes
that swallow matter
and engulf the skies
when the circle is spun
and the horns of the ram
ride the sun
should the reigns be cast
the shining ones
then will return
the worlds shall burn
and from ashes shall arise
the serpent of time
to abase the univ
New Moon In ScorpioNew Moon In Scorpio ©New Moon In Scorpio in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
do you want to go down
to the very depths below
do you want to go down
to the drowning of your soul
can you taste the decay
as it rises from the ground
don't make a sound
this is a deathless place
eros and thanatos
regeneration and renewal
death becomes you
new moon is scorpio
there's a new moon in scorpio
can you deny the bloodline
that courses through your vein
driving to the line
of the magickally insane
but their world is a lie
that you see through everyday
all is illusion even time
dance with kali
taste the cold lust of the serpent
as it caresses your skin
like a razor slicing through your essence
you know you want to go
you need to know
what mysteries lie
within the cold black sky
burning behind the sun
how far will you go
to seek the unknown
new moon in scorpio
new moon in scorpio
Visions of GamalielVisions of Gamaliel ©Visions of Gamaliel in Free Verse More Like This
come greet the children of lilith
at the pool of transformation
drink from the fountain
pouring down in averse streams
crimson streaked the sky
to awaken in bloodlust
the primal beast
scarlet whores bathe
in blood of sacrifices
drinking the elixir
with eager lips
swallowing unseen infinities within
at the threshold of remembering
bare trees offer dark fruit
to taste the bitter skin
devour the seed
for in the profane
shall its secret
recite a hidden verse
across deserts of the fathomless abyss
this an oasis, void of thought
bereft of reason
so close it is
to the heart of the beast
yet its glowing sphere
is the breath of a dragon rouge
belly of transformation
crucible beyond time
stretching space to limits
opening angles and slipping keys
with wanton fervor
upon throne of skulls and bone
in sepulchered chamber
the time draws near
and naked is the flesh
and plucked from tree
The Darkest of NightsThe Darkest of Nights ©The Darkest of Nights in Free Verse More Like This
on haunted hillside
the dead rise to life
under pale moon
ghouls and fiends run free
the forest of twisted trees
and howling wind rustling
plumes of smoke rise
from dancing flames
where the demons play
the ancient ones
bound of black deeds
thirsting for blood
hungering for souls
upon sallow land
leather winged bats descend
and writhing serpents slither
as the earth rumbles and shakes
cracking the ground
lava oozing from it depths
cries of anguish pierce the night
shrieks of hideous laughter
moans of groaning sorrow
fill the sulfurous air
belching from below
the void pierced and
coming to life
on this the darkest of all nights
OcculteOcculte ©Occulte in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
secrets ancient before time
delving into darkened corners
of the primordial mind
hidden spaces within
cards of fortune
bones of fate
cast to the winds
east is air
south is flame
west is water
alchemical elements combined
patterns of life
to portend our death
tomes of dark wisdom
tasted from the serpent tree
a series of words
written in hypnotic rhyme
open gateways beyond
as the seeker stands
in ritual attire
with sword raised
in a circle of names
symbols of power
and incense burns
for only upon
a special hour
can some secrets be learned
Qliphothic DawnQliphothic DawnQliphothic Dawn in Free Verse More Like This
Cold dappled dew of quicksilver
Falling upon emerald golden stream
Rushing through valleys of ephemeral bliss
Roaring with great force across stars
Slick with slime
Mouths tasting the air of translucence
Invisible to the eyes yet seen by all
If you look within
Colors collapse and bleed to rise again
We create new colors, new words
Places that have never been
Become icy ruins
Become havens of life
New forms from old wastes
That the qliphoth begets
And emptiness crowns Kether
as Daath reverses itself inside the sphere
all the glorious shining ones reclaim
all that is lost below
scaly and reptilian, antediluvian
crawling to the surface once more
our most ancient selves
flung far into ever evolving futures
sliding plates shifting and falling
portals and gateways opening and closing
as eyes which absorb with sight beyond
what can be seen, what can be felt
in the infinite but never revealed
all the phases are passed to begin anew
the purple clouds form in stellar waves
boisson des sorcieresboisson des sorcieres ©boisson des sorcieres in Free Verse More Like This
sweet draughts of poison
from ornate goblet
smoldering scents fill
the invisible spaces
consume you shall
of her wytches brew
by the darkened light
of voided moon
spin circles of egress
spiders silky touch
within enchanted web
the priestess' blackberry lips
wet with nightshade
for her kiss of deathless bliss
White Picket LifeWhy would I want a womanWhite Picket Life in Free Verse More Like This
baked like a pie -
warm apple betty
and eyes berry blue
with too much joy?
I don't want that white picket life
or tears on my pillow
begging me to be gentle
when the moon is pressing
between our thighs.
Spare me the meek smiles,
the dress softly unfolding
you over my bed
and any kind of breeze
disturbing my thoughts.
Much better to give me
your rockets and sore limbs
aching with too much rust,
those roughhewn breasts
and cheeks of brazen flush,
and invitation to disturb your flesh
in ways that make us
grab the air,
that crack in breathing
underneath my ribs,
and all your glory
in the white.
ThiefThe man with the umbrella smileThief in Free Verse More Like This
and bright crooked eyes
strips down the daylight
like a hunter skinning first kill
He lurches under a darkling moon
tucking kite string under his coat
where the wind gathers tears and leaves
and scatters you in bits and pieces.
He has cold hands without gloves
and loves to touch you secretly
when he thinks the moon is not watching
and your lips are stitched shut
by a mother's weary hands.
His sighs are solitary shades
growing in a damp knot
under the stretch of your dress
where he baits your breath
and forces you to hold it
until you turn blue.
He offers you pieces of stars
and pretty things to wear
places promises on your tongue
that hang like cloaks in dark closets
and presses you to keep secrets
arched between your thighs
tucked up inside your belly.
He unpins night from the sky
and rolls it up under your bed
tucking it in safe and secure
in the corners he hides from your family
disguising the abomination
that calls itself sanctuary.
EveningEvening in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love the lazy tangle of her smile
and the danger of her legs
on wet evenings
when the sun refuses to get up
and leaves the dawn to cool its heels
on slick city rooftops and chimneys.
I love how saffron blooms upon her lips
and how she captures silver
on her eyelashes
when the moon rolls itself back over
and leaves the stars to find their way
on balconies and avenues.
I love how her skin tastes like warm thunder
and the answer of her body
on top of mine
when the night stretches long and languid
and promises to turn somersaults
on the pins and needles of my heart.
CleanClean in Free Verse More Like This
The feel of you -
apple tart and wet
where we rolled in fresh cut grass,
and traced rain on leaves
and each other.
You taste like what I wanted
but couldn't ask for
and the poetry of your bones
blooms warm and wild
in the bright eclipse of clean.
OblivionOblivion in Free Verse More Like This
That kind of beauty
can haunt a life
and ruin a man,
the incandescent taste of skin
so fair it flouts
a summer day
and taunts the bed clothes
as if to say
this is but a borrowed pleasure;
the supple lilt of hips
making wastrels of my senses
and savoring the scent
of flesh entrapping secrets
like a summer solstice;
and that last wave of wonder
puckered in a silken crescent
breaking over me
Courting DeathCourting Death in Free Verse More Like This
Death should be a glorious fiend,
an indulgent lover
who cradles your head
and feasts off
the slow twine
of body and soul.
He must court you,
run his long, cool fingers
from temple to spine
and count the days
that climb toward heaven.
He should caress
behind your knees,
find the delicate shift
and blood -
a music only he can taste,
and knead the supple
and smooth hopes you hold
and turn them into pledges.
He will love you
as you deserve -
that final lilt
of joy blotting out your breath,
his bleak and sinewed body
covering what lies beneath,
making the light
within your cheeks
a barren vessel
to whet his longing.
don't let me run.i'm scared.don't let me run. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
the fears are pressing anxious palms on my shoulder blades and slipping through my skin to ride trembling waves through my veins. they're biting at my ankles and tearing up my dreams, present wherever i look, because no matter how hard i try, i can't run away from you. i'm shaking and clacking and falling to my knees before springing to my feet and running until my pulse is just a canyon wall echo.
please, forgive me for running. forgive me if you find me hiding and sobbing in the corner with my head buried between my knees and my fingers buried in the mud and my heart buried behind the rosebush. try to understand that i want to share my darkest secrets with you, but i'm scared i'll wake up to an empty bed with the window thrown open and my vulnerabilities pouring in with the sunshine.
you see, i'm scared i won't be enough or i'll be too much or you'll get tired of beating your head against a wall and running into the dead ends i'm made of. i'm scared you'll get exasperated
my final request.this'll be the last time i put my heart on your porch and the last time i'll slip faded pieces of poetry under your door when you're asleep. when my song has been sung, i'll stop painting my wishes on your ceiling and humming lullabies at moonrise. i won't come knocking at your door any longer or whispering into the back of your neck when you're walking away. you won't feel my fingers pulling on the edge of your shirt or slipping in your back pocket or clinging to the corner of your heart, because it's obvious that none of it belongs to me any longer.my final request. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i promise, this'll be it.
so, don't run or ignore this or throw it away, because i swear, this will be the last you hear from me. i'll erase myself from your life and throw the pieces into the wind to be carried to wherever it is you aren't. i'll fold in the corner until i'm nothing more than an ink smudge on your personal history. i'll erode and fade and diminish until the morning comes when you wake up and wonder if i was anything more
it doesn't come free.if you want it, you're going to have to catch it.it doesn't come free. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
you're going to have to run until your feet are caked with silt and your mouth is burned with wind, until your heart is laboring behind rusted ribs. you're going to have to chase it through sand storms and ocean tantrums and to the edge of the world and over. you're going to have to strip out of your clothes and inhibitions and fear and pride because it's not slowing down. it's not going to idle in anticipation or pause or give you a fair shake. it's going to twist in currents and cut corners and laugh as it's free diving into still lakes.
if you want it, you're going to have to tempt it.
you're going to have to promise with a honeyed tongue and then confess with bare-boned honesty. you're going to have to be cunning and honest, vulnerable and strong. you're going to have to know the art of silence under blue moon stars and the seduction of words breathed through smoke veils. you're going to have to twist poetry from your capillaries an
we are eternity.Tell me, darling, how do we best count time?we are eternity. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
If you wish, I can reboot my system so we might run through the system and backed up files until we come up with the hard answer. We can have it in Eastern, Central, Pacific or Neverland and still be left with empty numbers. We can cross-divide and carry over our hearts, add the sum of our parts until we're nothing but decimal points flashing on the ambiguous screen. We can disconnect and rewire, throw our cyber-smiles against the wall until it's been reduced to springs and forlorn beeps of the dying machine.
Still, we'll have our answer: thirty days.
Or, if you prefer, I can break my poet's tongue in two and bleed words all over the hungry sheet of paper. I can write sonnets of the wind winding across the continent and limericks of the wolves howling for our distance. I can write songs to make stars weep in the clichéd sky of diamonds. I can compose you poems with phrases strung so daintily together that your nerves will bind and your
selfish desires.this isn't right, but it's true; this isn't fair, but it's honest.selfish desires. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i'll tell you "i love you" when suns are exploding in our fingertips and the last of the nectar is dripping down the wells of our throats. i'll whisper it under the covers when our breath is mingling and our skin is a tapestry we've been painting all night long.
i'll find a hundred different ways to let you know. whether it be scrawled on fogged-glass shower walls or sung across hushed, golden car cabins or whispered reverently into your curls late at night. i'll warm you from the inside out, until fires are burning in your intercostal muscles and galaxies are caught in the fishnet of your lungs.
and you'll be so caught in the words that you'll miss the tune. you'll be so tangled in the sounds and shapes of the confessions that you'll forget the sinner's tongue they came from.
i'll tell you "i love you," but it will be a lie.
what i won't say is "i want you," which is what the truth will be. oh, because you'd much prefe
we set the ship on fire.Youre crazy.we set the ship on fire. in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Most likely. Is that a problem?
I dont know yet. It depends what kind of crazy you are.
You havent figured that out yet?
Im still working on it. Want to give me a few hints?
No, not particularly.
Alright, duly noted: bitch-crazy isnt out of the running yet.
Arent you clever? I think bitch-crazy should be leading the pack.
Its fighting gypsy-crazy for the lead.
Yeah. The kind of crazy that keeps your feet moving even when youre sitting down. The crazy that explains why when I look in your eyes I dont see lakes, but wild oceans. The kind that would explain why youre ten miles ahead of everyone else with no intentions of slowing down.
Its because Im running away half the time.
Away from what? Me?
Maybe. From feeding someone my heart
aurora's melody.sweet dawn-breath washes acrossaurora's melody. in Free Verse More Like This
lily-lips, sweeps over curved necks
and beckons forth murmured hellos
over white-washed cotton linens
curtains flutter through sunshine's
pale fingers, breezes trailing down
exposed spines, wrapping gently
around tender newborn laughter
tangled and loose curls frame slack
faces, twisted sheets roping around
freckled limbs, hearts flowing slowly in
dreamy, languid waves in ocean-chests
mouths sink together for sunrise's
prayer, moving through the hallelujah
with breathless care, cheeks coming to
rest next to one another with a sigh
the world breathes deep, the world
exhales, constellations shift to welcome
two new lights in their midst, whispering
hello as they cradle love in starry palms
Happiness Is FakeEvery smile you give pains my heartHappiness Is Fake in Free Verse More Like This
For I can't stand seeing you happy.
Every tear I shed makes me smile
For I can't stand seeing myself happy.
FeelMy thoughts have been misfiled into subcategoriesFeel in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That my mind can't seem to ever remember.
So many emotions to feel but I feel numb today.
Can't feel my heart breaking nor can I feel the acid tears burning.
Rolling down past my see through smile.
The fakeness of it all sickens me to the core.
I smile today just to hide beind the sadness that
Has etched its way into my bitter heart.
I walk in the rain to hide the tears that fall
Who would notice the difference anyways?
Mascara and eye liner running wild, mixing with the saltiness.
My raccoon eyes I'd like to call them.
Hiding behind a facade, behind the sadness inside my eyes.
The smile tells the lies but the eyes tell the truth.
No happiness here, it checked out last night.
Sand Of My HeartYour words were etched into the sands of my heartSand Of My Heart in Free Verse More Like This
But the water from my eyes, the salty tears
Washed them away and your words mean nothing to me now.
Undress MeYou undress me with a single glance followed byUndress Me in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A solitary smile of upturned lips.
The kind of smile that shines from your eyes.
One that wrinkles your nose and underneath your eyes.
The fire dancing across the deepest of blue hues that ignites the passion inside.
You undress me by layers like peeling a banana or an orange.
Getting down to the nitty gritty of what makes me tick.
Like clock work I can see the desire etched across your face.
You undress me from head to toe without having me in your bed.
Stand at the bar naked in your eyes.
No need for intros, you're already fucking me in your mind.
Parched lips and hardening dick, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Already lovers in your fantasy land filled of hot girls riding you
Like a bull from across the bar.
You undress me with your eyes as I encourage it
As I lower my breasts to hard wooden table.
Soft, delicate giggles slip past my lips
As I let my tits do the talking for words don't need to be said.
It would ruin this moment of eye se
Storybook RomanceThought that I could have a Notebook romance, a Corey & Topanga love.Storybook Romance in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Where teenagers fall in love, grow old together.
An eternity of bliss that makies the heart swoon.
Thought that the Beast could turn handsome and marry the Beauty.
Where all good sheds light on the weakest of man.
Thought that Cinderella really could find Prince Charming.
Where fate was brought together by a glass slipper on a stair.
Thought that Ariel could become human with legs and a voice.
Where she would just run away from her destiny.
Thought that Tinkerbell really did have magical fairy dust.
Where everything would end up okay in the end.
Thought that Sleeping Beauty could awake from poisoned sleep with a kiss.
Where blue birds sing, flowers grow wild.
Thought fairytales could come true...
Where my dreams were reality and anything was possible.
From the pages of a storybook written by people lost in fantasy.
All reality wiped away, who write this shit anyways?
Just RightYou held my hand just right and we fitted together like hand to glove.Just Right in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You held me just right and we fitted together like fitted sheet to bed.
You kissed me just right and we fitted together like peanut butter to mouth.
You loved me just right and we fitted together...
No words left to describe that four lettered word.
I love you is 8 letters long but so is bullshit.
I guess togetherness was over rated just like love.
Simply BeautifulThe most beautiful thingsSimply Beautiful in Free Verse More Like This
are often the most simple.
Midnight SuccorThe comfort of a perfectlyMidnight Succor in Free Verse More Like This
aligned frame beside your own
breathing in tune
with minimal recollection
of the previous night
and though our hearts weigh
and our inhibitions a world away
we'll still take alleviation in
the knowledge that though
we don't know each other
we're looking for the same thing.
Angeleven though you're alreadyAngel in Free Verse More Like This
still feel the need to fight
and tell me why
i still feel the need
to try and impress
to prove that i'm
unlike the rest
and i'm still sheltering
you from the competition
even when the competition
but who could blame
me for wanting to
as close as possible
nothing is ever
or black and white
the shades of gray
are what keep me
snarling and growling
at each and every
and you tell me
not to worry
that you're already
there's no need to
.Oublions pendant un instant que nous sommes des humains.. in Free Verse More Like This
FUCK BUG GÉNÉRAL.
L'humanité n'est qu'un concept. Départissez vous-en le temps de cette lecture. Vous n'êtes qu'une entité anonyme assise devant l'entité d'un écran d'ordinateur, d'une table ou on-s'en-fout-dont. Vous n'êtes que pensée. La preuve : en ce moment même, tout votre esprit n'aspire qu'à ces
Je vous manipule.
Vous n'avez plus conscience de quelconque chair, même l'entitée de vos yeux n'est plus, elle n'est que transistor entre ma propre pensée et la vôtre.
Vous n'êtes qu'électricité.
Le temps n'a plus de portée sur vous, l'espace non plus. En seulement quelques secondes, votre esprit a créé une zone d'abyme : intemporelle et intouchable habitée par ma propre pensée que je vous insuffle.
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