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Faith Cubitt Apr 2
all the cards were unfolding in my hands out of control
the lights were slowly going out as I dug my own grave but somehow you ended up falling in the hole.
I was the worst of all
but it's just so dark inside
please don't get to close
I'm trying to hide the truth
I need to let you go
I really didn't want to let you down
but there's such a beast inside  
I guess were all just made of greed
Don't look into my eyes....
the attraction of the lady of pain
a promise made in vain
oh her deep beauty in the morbid light
her fiery eyes pierce me completely in the dead of night

a dress made purely of tears
a hold on those who are content is their fears
her lips plucked from the charcoals within a heavenly burn
the bitter comfort of her hug in which I yearn

she holds a flower which wilts with intent
that which she deeply laments
Damocles Apr 2
No one mourns the wicked,
Not a single lachrymose face in the crowd,
No rainfall from the heavens,
No priest to eulogize or ask forgiveness.

Even the monotone wreaths seem brighter,
The sun shines proudly with its radiant warmth
There is no chill in the zephyrs,
Not even a murmur this morning,
They’re not even wearing black or a shawl.

No, no one mourns the wicked,
There is candor among the many,
Huddled ‘round the casket,
Casting their stones instead of roses
Take into the earth with fleeting retribution.

No one mourns the wicked -
As the ground trembles and trees shake
From the effusive cheers create percussion
A symphony of lost sympathy
As the tombstone reads.

“No one mourns the wicked”
for BLT's Word of the Day Challenge
Word: Effusive April 2, 2025
Meaning:Someone or something described as effusive is expressing or showing a lot of emotion or enthusiasm.
Widad Apr 2
Golden dust on my fingertips, tracing circles in the air,
The night hums a secret song, whispers tangling in my hair.
You step into the candle’s glow, shadows dancing on your skin,
The world outside is fading slow—let the ritual begin.
A thread of silk around our wrists, a vow that time won’t sever,
A flame that flickers in your gaze, burning bright like a forever.
The wind carries ancient words, ones our lips don’t need to say,
With every step, we weave a spell—no force could pull away.
The incense curls, the stars hold their breath,
Two souls entwined, surrendering to death—
Of the lives we had before, the ones we leave behind,
In this sacred moment, we’re completely redefined.
Silver smoke and echoes soft, tracing patterns on your spine,
I carve my name into your soul, you etch yours into mine.
We drink the night like crimson wine, let it course through every vein,
No need to fear the fall this time—this love was built in rain.
Footsteps circling round and round, bare feet sinking in the earth,
Every heartbeat, every sigh, reborn in fire, drowned in mirth.
Hands like prayers against my skin, your voice a quiet plea,
No gods above, no past regrets—just you, the stars, and me.
The incense curls, the stars hold their breath,
Two souls entwined, surrendering to death—
Of the lives we had before, the ones we leave behind,
In this sacred moment, we’re completely redefined.
The fire dims but never dies, embers glowing in the dark,
You and I, a whispered spell, bound by every hidden mark.
Time may wane and rivers change, but this magic stays the same,
In every breath, in every step, I will always know your name.
Golden dust on my fingertips, tracing circles in the air,
The night hums a secret song, whispers tangling in my hair.
You step into the candle’s glow, shadows dancing on your skin,
The world outside is fading slow—let the ritual begin.
Widad Apr 2
In the shadows, I’m trapped and alone,
A twisted world, my heart’s turned to stone.
He watches my every move with a grin,
But I’ll fight back, I won’t give in.
His whispers haunt me in the dark,
I feel his touch, his evil mark.
But I wait for the moon to light the way,
The eclipse will come, I’ll escape today.
Eclipse in the sky, the dark fades away,
A spark of light to guide my way.
Under the moon, my magic will rise,
And when the sun fades, I’ll claim my prize.
The clock ticks down, the moment nears,
The eclipse will end my fears.
In the silence, I hear his breath,
But I’ll rise above, even through death.
I close my eyes and feel the heat,
The power within me, it’s bittersweet.
The chains are cold, but my heart beats strong,
I’ll hold on tight, I’ll prove him wrong.
Eclipse in the sky, the dark fades away,
A spark of light to guide my way.
Under the moon, my magic will rise,
And when the sun fades, I’ll claim my prize.
His laughter echoes, but I won’t break,
I know the eclipse is mine to take.
The stars align, my power grows,
And in that moment, my spirit glows.
I feel the change, the magic stirs,
The eclipse will come, my mind it blurs.
I’ll break these chains, I’ll break his hold,
For in the light, my story’s told.
The shadows close in, but I won’t fall,
I’ll rise above, I’ll stand tall.
With every heartbeat, I feel the spark,
The eclipse will come, and I’ll leave the dark.
Stars collide, the night turns bright,
The eclipse is here, I feel the light.
My power calls, the chains unwind,
And in the light, I leave the dark behind.
The door is open, I see the sky,
No more whispers, no more lies.
The chains fall down, I take a breath,
I’m free at last, no more death.
He screams my name, but it’s too late,
I’m gone now, sealed by fate.
The eclipse has come, the world’s anew,
I’ll rise from here, and start anew.
The moon is fading, the sun will rise,
I’ll walk into the light, no more disguise.
The world is mine, the battle won,
And in the light, my freedom’s just begun.
Eclipse in the sky, the dark fades away,
A spark of light to guide my way.
Under the moon, my magic will rise,
And when the sun fades, I’ll claim my prize.
Widad Apr 2
I walk through shadows, leaving no trace,
like a lost echo in endless space.
The wind keeps calling, whispering my name,
as if the universe longs to take me away.
I’m stardust drifting in a faded sky,
floating weightless, unseen, passing by.
The lights are flickering, trying to guide,
but my soul only yearns to hide.
Let me go, like dust in the air,
dancing with the wind, fading everywhere.
Don’t search for my footprints, they won’t remain,
I’m only a whisper lost in yesterday.
The voices are calling, but I don’t hear,
my reflection dissolves in the water so clear.
I wanted to burn, to shine like the sun,
but I’m only ashes when the fire is gone.
Will you remember when I disappear?
Or will I be dust when the dawn draws near?
The sky holds me close, it sings me to sleep,
and among the stars, my soul will keep.
Let me go, like dust in the air,
dancing with the wind, fading everywhere.
Don’t search for my footprints, they won’t remain,
I’m only a whisper lost in yesterday.
Floating… unraveling…
I’m cosmic dust in eternity.
I know I’ll never fit my skin.
It’s tired, worn, useless, thin.
A star's glow trapped in my eyes.
Buried in dark, I see no rise.

The weight in my chest,
from poison in my breath,
Plays the hymn of my soul,
On the strings of my death.

My shadow, a wanderer,
where light dares not tread,
Dreams forged in the gallows,
where demons are fed.

Each song, a lament.
Quantum sonnets ignored.
In the endless night,
bound to the darkness I hoard.

My pulse-heavy hand,
Strums as loud as it can.
My heart beats a rhythm,
Erratically unplanned.

My rhythm of chaos.
My melody pure.
My quivering voice.
My lyrics, unsure.

But the echoes swell,
As they scream in my mind.
Like a serpent in Eden,
I'm dark and divine.

Deep in this garden,
where a serpent has right.
I wonder the blackness.
Trying to carve out my light.

If only for like souls,
Lost deep in this doubt.
Seek me, I beg you.
Let me guide you out.

Though I may be worn,
my heart may be scarred.
My ways questionable,
my body may be charred.

Seek me in the deep,
Though darkened my path,
I'll carve out my light,
And threaten no wrath.

Seeing through won't be easy.
And hope becomes a foe.
This darkness instills,
A foreboding woe.

Find me in the blackness,
My warm heart, my cold hands.
You'll know my voice,
when the hair on your neck stands.
My frame is decaying, even faster when I stand.
A house, and I’m haunted, on hope’s burial land.
My windows, hollowed eyes that do nothing but stare,
At a world that shunned one with a life meant to bare.

These floorboards that shriek, are like my mournful cries,
As serpent-like phantoms shed skin and pass by.
Warm words that were etched in the walls are now cold,
Just echoes of a story that will never be told.

The clocks restless ticking, its echoes, they scream.
If only to remind me that I’ve shattered, like dreams.
My will to live was buried long ago under a promise.
These cobwebs were spun, only to trap any solace.

-“Oh, cursed soul,” a ghost haunts as I weep,
“Do you feel my icy grip as you’re failing to sleep?

I’ve watched as you wander these fated terrains.
I have hollowed your heart; I will empty your veins.”

- “Forget now, the warmth that ignited your soul.
What you thought you could hold; I have made to turn cold.”

- These words no one hears, they disturb my fraught mind.
As my black stricken eyes pierce the void till I’m blind.

- “Awaken, child unwanted!” he pleads through the dust.
“Once I’m fed from your essence, you will finally rust.”

- Those words make a promise, my hopeless future forms.
Reassurance that the curse set for me has been born.

There’s a cold empty room, where my hopes should reside.
Shattered mirrors hold proof, that my dreams have since died.
A vibrant tapestry now sways, ripped in the wind,
Whispering of lost motives to a life that wants to end.

The doors are creaking open, letting in all I fear.
My tormented nightmares are all that is clear.
In every shadowed corner my demons reside.
If only to remind me, I’m imprisoned here inside.
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