Alyce Black
Alyce Black
7 days ago

Blue
Bright
Fading
This is how I like
my bruised skin
humming
And how I like my sin
buzzing

Pretty lights
are
zing-zing-zingzinging
across heavy flesh
ripe and warm
and wet
with the waters of
heaven

Sometimes I wonder if hell
is just a
fever dreamt
spell
from the disorderly mind
of someone with issues
like mine

#love   #hell   #drugs   #balance   #water   #heaven   #sex   #universe   #spiritual   #damnation  
CK Marrow
Dec 29, 2016

Muted color
On darkest day                                          
There was a light
to show the way

In dreary towns
My eyes were bound
To the misty lights
Up on the cloud

What is that phenomenon?
Where did it go?
The place we are seeking
We shall never know.

As our eyes droop down
And our smiles go flat,
It is easy to see
That we shall never go back

To that muted color
On that darkest day
Where that light to guide us
Showed the way

Immortality is over
We are now doomed
To succumb to our future
As our destinies loomed.

As we were shot down
To the pits of Tartarus
My fate was no longer
Ambiguous

We were forgone
Forever to roam
The pitch black world
Always to moan

That muted color
On darkest day
Was unfortunately one
To never stay

#sin   #hell   #god   #death   #heaven   #afterlife   #grey   #from   #damnation   #expulsion  
Liam C Calhoun
Liam C Calhoun
Oct 22, 2016

Sometime an umbrella’s just a rabbit
and sometimes horses are never to be rode upon.

Sometimes a mother’s tears are foolish
and sometimes sons don’t want to come home.

Sometimes pearly whites and smiles surround
and sometimes teeth detach and dagger backs.

But a dream is just that, “a dream is just that” –
but a wandering, but a dread, if only damnation;

and a “ta, tada, aha!” The wizard’s returned before
we realize we’re all magic, fooled and the foolish –

Incarnations, infestations, imaginations,
and messes come ends, damnations, the victims.

Heaping distress and all of our own accord,
your accord, our accord, notarized the

Nooses ‘round our necks.

Kerstin Martinez
Kerstin Martinez
Oct 14, 2016

I can feel the numbness
It pulses in my lips
I pinch my hips
To see if I still exist
I can't breath
Maybe I'm just suffocating
The air won't pull in  
My chest rises and falls
But nothing gets pulled in
Im suffocating in the darkness
That I created
From my own stupidity
The world is not ending
But my world is pulling away
Taking the air I breath with him
I'm left out in space
But there are no stars
It's the emptiness
I carved out around me
With bleeding hands
I can't breath
I can feel the numbness
It pulses in my lips
I feel the grace of fingertips
I try to latch on
I weigh a ton
Will my world hold on
After all my stupidity
Will he give me air to breath

#love   #hate   #pain   #crying   #up   #hurt   #damn   #fucked   #damnation   #craved  

sweetheart, sweetheart
here we come
from the hill nearby the river
we will take your first-born son
we will take and will deliver

sweetheart, sweetheart
close your eyes
he'll be taken to a palace
where nothing ends or dies
shines aurora borealis

sweetheart, sweetheart
here we are
singing songs of constellations
he will be our shining star
our blessing or damnation

Joko Curioso
Joko Curioso
Sep 2, 2016

I'm done.
This is the epitome of what sadness has to offer.
Of what it has to give.
I hate the fact that I'm scared to take my life away.
How hypocritical this may be,
I still immerse myself in regret.
I still feel the touch of the cold walls.
Oh, how long will this suffering be?
When will my life shed a glimpse of light in this darkened abyss?
When I will strive to achieve illumination?
I do not know.
I have abandoned it all.
Abandon hope.
No longer will I harbor the feeling of being loved.
No longer will I cherish the smile you have given me.
No longer will I bear the name that means grace.
No longer will I ever be myself anymore.

Pauline Russell
Pauline Russell
May 13, 2016

I hear the scratching in my walls all night
It sounds to sinister it gives me a fright
It could be mice or maybe legions
Of some really pissed off psycho demons
I hope it's just my fucked up imagination
Not again, my own damnation
Guess I'll just lay here and wait for the screaming
I've past insane, there's no redeeming

DEW
DEW
Apr 29, 2016

Genteel in droves
she's drug of choice
you stay at bay
but follow her voice

It's often said
"if looks could kill"
her beauty's hooks
a lustful-red pill.

Your brain's a machine,
gears and all
she'll gum your works
the plane will fall.

She'll get you good
you'll never see,
the innocent girl
she claims to be.

Once you're on the slab
erect as a building
the devil sucks you dry
your bones for kindling.

Never fail to write the tale of caution.
It never changes, because the enemy
is always the same.
#death   #lust   #lost   #empty   #evil   #warning   #forlorn   #damnation  
Pauline Russell
Pauline Russell
Mar 6, 2016

I hear the scratching in my walls all night
It sounds to sinister it gives me a fright
It could be mice or maybe legions
Of some really pissed off psycho demons
I hope it's just my fucked up imagination
Not again, my own damnation
Guess I'll just lay here and wait for the screaming
I've past insane, there's no redeeming

Helen
Helen
Feb 25, 2016

I sat there, burning
I was the Fire to your Ice
Even in my yearning
You never looked at me twice

So now I'm out of control
Scorching a path to Damnation
Recklessly down the road

to your soul
You can't even see your own Salvation

flicker to inferno
*snap*
#love   #hate   #fire   #salvation   #flame   #damnation  
 
To comment on this poem, please log in or create a free account
Log in or register to comment