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RBWhite Feb 6
Stronger than every man and monsters,
Longing for power and no other than promises,
Another lover comes waving flags in white,
But is not you who has to leave everything behind,
When it's the time you have in your lies,
And purple tears running from your eyes,
It will came crushing down,
Everything clean turns to dark,
Nothing will remain yours to drown.
This poem belongs to my blackxpoetry series, Enjoy!
RBWhite Feb 4
The birth of life begins with death,
Many of those who she dares to leer are already burned in flames,
Few can see the day when she finally appears after many ends,
Like a weaving spider of Destiny, little by little, soul after soul,
In her womb, another is preparing to death behold,
As every butterfly of hope, it traps itself into the Spider's Hold,
And feeds her with the last remnants of her blood,
Her life hangs steadily in the Eight Mementos of her Old Foe,
She is wishing for a dream that never came to be,
The one she wanted to stay,
And now when Eight Deaths are wanting The last drop of her life,
She cries remembering the last night,
When she was preparing to die.
This poem belongs to my blackxpoetry series, and tells the story of a woman on her way to hell, her subsequent rise to her own Kingdom and her fall and madness.Thank you so much for reading! ♥ Remember all blackxpoetry poems are tagged #blackxpoetry so enjoy all the collection :)
RBWhite Feb 4
Those nights longing about you,
When the stars do not compare to your eyes,
or The lands in front of my eyes don't have a say when it comes to your mounds,
As the sounds of the noon sing of lust,
I can't think about your skin as I used to,
Nothing compares in the minimal way,
Waves of dark waters like carcoal phantoms dancing in seduction,
Another way to coming through asumptions,
Strong limbs searching for destruction,
Blood sprawled as seas in pain,
No other way to reach her sins,
But to destroy every inch of skin with teeths and screams.
I just read an amazing story about two vampire lovers that love each other so much that they want to **** and rip apart everything that tries to separate them. And I'm really inspired so this poem is going to my Blackxpoetry series
RBWhite Dec 2019
In truth she was resting her head,
Thinking about her lover's head hanging from the roof of the cottage,
Laminated screams in her ears and a constant flow of blood in front of her eyes,
Mothers and Sisters,
All gathered to pray one last time, for The one that won't wake up after Dawn,
She hovered as a hunting falcon navigating the swamp with tears in her eyes,
Stupid Sadness for a girl who can't love,
All she does is **** and howl,
Any and everything but human,
In a constant search for cheap thrills,
It is bliss, she screamed,
Plunging in waves of red in Tomorrow's ****.
Here I go Again, this poem belongs to my BLACKXPOETRY series all tagged #blackxpoetry thank you for reading!
RBWhite Sep 2019
A deathless life,
without a reason why,
the manouvers to breathe had become scarce,
And the night's promise of dark will take over everthing on sight,
The Cruel phantom of pain came all over her,
She's desperately trying to gain what's lost,
but awakaned she can't do much,
The shadows rise, sun's death smells of ash,
And the crown and Kingdom is nothing but a forgotten land in front of her eyes.
This poem belongs to my BLACK X POETRY series and it tells the story of a woman's journey through hell and back, her madness and search for meaning. enjoy! all the poems from BLACK X POETRY use the hashtag #blackxpoetry
RBWhite Dec 2018
Stars and tears lead the sky,
In a Moonless night deprived of yellow light,
Stock White remains bright,contrasting  heavily when the Demon decides to arrive,
So soon,such a shame,
When Angels started to lead her cruel way,
And now she said and did everything she was meant to be,
Shedding blood from Earths and Skies,
As if nothing else was going to mend her own wounds,
But she sure saw the Demon crawl,
The second her smile brought back the Yellow Light.
Everything we sacrifice will form an important part of who we are. This poem is the first of my poem series BLACKXPOETRY and it tells the story of a woman on her way to hell and her subsequent rise to the hellish kingdom,Enjoy!
RBWhite Jan 2019
Woven in the dark,
She finds herself Incapable of shouting back at such a might,
Countless strives lead her down to His Kingdom of Lies,
She'll die an Eternal Night,
For what it has transpired back to her when her only Angel died,
Devils will reign and lovers remain,
After life and death,
Only her will pray in vain.
This poem is the 2nd of my Series of Poem BLACK X POETRY and it tells the story of a woman in her way to hell and her subsequent rise to the hellish Kingdom. Enjoy ;)
RBWhite Mar 2019
What did you do to me?
I can't sleep for days and nights,
Always ready to take a fight and leave no lights,
What have you done now?
That everything I think about is your lips taking mine,
Your Aura is consuming my soul and everything at all,
And it is the fog surrounding your hair that spills a scent greater than Heaven and Hell,
Is your own kind of spell,
Flying all over my skin,
And I claim such a sorcerer to end my grief,
I can't no longer eat and live,
Have mercy of a wanderer of seas,
Drowning in a pool of memories and letters,
Always trying to leave off shore,
Where I can rest for the little time I have left on my own.
This poem belongs to my BLACKXPOETRY series.
RBWhite Mar 2019
The Moon of Fire,shining through her sanity's desire,
She dreams of rest,longing for the moon's fire,
When love disappears and her ghost lingers,
The obscure will dare,dare to tame her rage,
And he will fail,
Because the moon awakens in the fire of her gaze.
This poem belongs to my BLACKXPOETRY series
RBWhite Apr 2019
She soars in a black horse in the death of night,
All the elements are chasing her,
Running faster than time and light,
But nothing can reach her lust for faustus stars,
In a moment,a cruel lightning busts out of her scalp where her mind used to shine,
Her hair rains heavy drops of blood,
A woman made of doom and dust,
Not won or lost,
But she remains to be a legend among Known Gods.
This poem belongs to my poetry series BLACKXPOETRY,Enjoy!!
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