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To me, you're such a wonder ~ ~
A fresh winter rain in the middle of summer

You console me when my soul breaks
An antidote for the wounds of my heart

Never leave my side and never go away
Till I assure you and said that "I'm fine"

You give me hugs and kisses
Whenever I feel lonely and afraid

Like sunlight covering my whole body
Your warmth is everything I've ever craved

Your kisses never disappoint me
Like a daydream, like a famous movie

Yet a tragedy of another story ~

Time is limited whenever I'm with you
You said you can't be with me —

And I knew from the first page that
There's an invisible wall between us

A dimension that separates us apart ~

Wishing it will crack someday somehow
If happens, I will run into your world blithely

Embracing you with all my heart and
Saying, "Take me...I'm all yours"

I wonder if you will feel the same way ~ ~

Like a teenage girl, my heart bumps
I found myself blushing at the thought of it

But that's not going to happen —
All is just a wish never going to be fulfilled

Cause you never knew my existence ~
Cause you never existed in my world ~

You're just a gift I belong in a split second

From a fabricated universe ~
From a fictitious world ~

Like a solar eclipse, like a blue moon
You left me alone when the story ended

Only appeared in my sophistication
Never showed up in my world

Why is it so hard to meet you?
Is it wrong of me to yearn for your touch?

If I could ever turn back time,
I wish I had not met you at all

You filled my mind with lust and desires
My heart with passion, my soul with love

Eventually left me behind with vestiges of pain

And I despise the fact that you're
Just a character that only existed 

In a world that I'll never going to reach ~~~
Dom 4d
Desperate little debutant
Dressed in his Sundays best
Hoping To impress
Gotta get off his chest

Oh no what a mess
Another bottle down
Liver shot to death
Yellow sight like his spine
Fear grips in his neck.

What would the sane man say
If the insane was publicized in his domain?
What would the recluse say
When ***** deeds are shown any way?

Run further away
But the truth catches up,
And the noose tightens like knots in your throat
Stalker thought he was predator
Turn around and pray,
In praise try to find absolution in his name
But grace, alludes the lewd cruelity of this creature

Can’t rely on you to play the game
Or abide by the rules,
Confined in four walls spinning tales
Roll the dice always landing on boardwalk
And I own the blue.

The only sucker in the mirror looking back
Is this kangaroo jack, yeah this is you.
Desperate little debutant ,
The walls closing in a world that will never remember you.
Fosters! Australian for beer!
In the dusty haze of a late summer night

The cool breeze of air twirls and
Hums happily with a glamorous lady

As they dance around and around
An aura of shimmer blooms ~

Casting a shadow of radiance—
On the darkening eyes of the night sky

As they sing on and on
A million of sparkling stars brimming over
Creating blissful sounds all around

Filling every angle of the night ~

The dying branches of the willow tree
Become alive once again

The arid soil of the land becomes greener
With sprouting leaves and flowers

The melody of the night brings salvation
To the spirits of the night forest

Till the king of the sun rises—
They danced, sang, and chatted ~

Relishing every moment, every second,
Every minute, every hour they possess

As the prince of the dawn seeks them
They shared a devoted kiss at the last minute

Exchanging hugs for the final time ~

With smiles on their faces
They bid farewell to each other
Until the warmth embraces the world

Once more ~ ~
Once more ~ ~
A character of desirable features
An appearance of glamour
With unrivaled reputation and prestige

Every man and woman felt hypnotized
Towards his fragrance and strong aura

Every attendance he goes ~
Every ballroom he hosts ~

Those fellow creatures follow
Like slaves serving their master
For the rest of their life ~

Couldn't help but feel attracted to —
His presence and seductive atmosphere

Showered their courtesy and admiration
In a ballroom full of lavish adornments

Hosted by the master of temptation ~

Drunken by his sweet scents, yet
Feign innocence and counterfeit looks

Never made them question his youth

A creature walking invisibly within mankind

Sometimes lurking around at midnight
With a mind filled with immorality ~

Like a perilous, wild animal
Hunting its prey when darkness comes

With a pair of sharp fangs —
Attempting to drink the blood of mankind

Presence of a great threat to the society
And yet a temptation of the humanity ~

I tripped and fell into his game of traps
A victim and the prey of his end-game

Found myself lying on —
A bed spattered with black roses —
In a room where sunlight is hard to reach

Had no idea how I ended up here ~

As I tried to think about it
My mind went blank and blurry

One evening, he came rashly into my room
While wearing a long cloak of darkness

Staring into my eyes and driving me wild
With his piercing dark red eyes

My legs felt weak as I stood in front of this man

A danger to my flesh and my heart ~

He came closer without uttering a word

Then he stroked my long hair gently —
Brushed my neck slowly with his tender hands

Suddenly gripped my hands with his left hand
And pushed me onto the bed by force

As he was about to ***** his fangs into my neck

All my energy was drained —
All my resistance had gone like wind

Between his firm grip and his sharp eyes

Like a bloodthirsty hound
Like a creature longing for warmth

He drank my blood with lust and desires
While holding my waist tightly

I was in a devilish heaven
With this alluring immortal being

******* every part of my flesh
With passion and aggression

He drank me until he was satisfied
He held me close until he got what he wanted

Knowing that my life was in danger
In the hands of this controlling devil

Knowing that he could perish me any moment

I still found myself falling deeper for him ~

As he ****** my blood until the last drop ~
Rory Apr 27
No wonder you are just an illusion,
Forming a shape
Making it hard to believe,
That once you were just a shade.

Mocking and mimicking
My fantasies
That were merely and truly,
Tales of yours
In the orchid of mine.
Damocles Apr 24
As daylight dies the night falls—
Like a widow’s veil
And dark lacquered walls turn lilac,
By the pale of moonlight,
I wail in howling thrusts
Lycanthropic ******* sounds
As fangs pang a hunger
Vibrating in concerto,
Down to the core erupting like Vesuvius
I lament with lavish tongue licking lips.

A lich, courage upon the rift
As the stars, they shift
Patterns to illustrate the cosmic maw
In awe, enthralled, nocturnal
Heading the barn owl’s call
I am but a man undone
Remade chimera,
He’ll hound and bound to burn
But here I yearn among the tenebrous limbs of deadened trees
In a forest that whispers my dreams

I lament, in hopes the sun will shine
And char my unfeeling flesh
I digress, as the meat will keep
In the cold I breathe
A toast to thee! In ichor filled glass
Silken sanguine liquid kissing my throat
Coating organs to feign alive.

I, one of the children of the night,
Shall sing you lullabies
With the sweet music that I make!

As the Mordant liquor of tears
Inspire spirits—
I’ll drink in rousing cheers
For an eternity that better eluded me
Until I found the western shore,

I am the storm,
Godspeed on the devil’s thunder,
I come as primal, a beast reborn.
Been a while since I wrote a darker, horror/fantasy piece.
Carlo C Gomez Apr 22
A bit of Black.
A piece of Scarlet.
There's no turning back.
When I place my rings upon you
nothing is beyond my grasp.
Each rotate to became the main body of it.
In place of angels
the hand of friendship
forms a pattern on the wall.
It's there to remind us
we're all sitting targets.
AC Apr 21
I will always wait for you.
I will be sitting on the off-white wooden chair in my off-yellow painted room staring at my off-color smartphone screen while I wait for your reply to a message I sent you fifteen minutes ago.


I will always wait for you.
I will still be standing by the table we sit at with all our friends at lunch 
twenty seconds after the bell has rung while you zip up your backpack
then walk with me towards class.


I will always wait for you.
I will be bending over the road, craning my neck to look for the garish yellow bus 
and your silhouette trudging up the hill but if I don’t see you in the next two minutes
slowly meandering down to look for you will be my next job.


I will always wait for you.
I will run over when I see your face all ******, body barely moving
lying on the road, then all of a sudden taken away I’ll completely forget today’s science test and 
run as hard as I can towards the hospital.


I will always wait for you.
I will remember that it has been ten years today and the feel tall grass tickling my ankles as I walk,
bowing their heads in sorrow. I’ll bring you a sunflower, the first one grown at the new house, then
sit beside your weather-worn stone 
and wait.
A poem I wrote for a summer writing camp almost a year ago.
My one regret is the bloodline I derived from
I’m not a pedigree or a monkey’s uncle
My father is a penniless swami
My mother is a peace creep
We live up the river,
near a civil war battle ground
When there is a downwind,
the water has a polluted, toxic smell
A few years ago, I needed a pair of glasses
Never received them,
No insurance, no money!
My mother ***** slapped me a few times,
thinking that would help straighten my eyes out
Now I have short eyes!
****, she’s dumb.
My brother, who is three years younger,
Is a laughing child
Anything someone says, or does, he laughs
Through the years he was whipped, punched, beaten and dragged in the mud by a horse
he’d still get up and laugh
One bizarre thing he still does is hover on the side of the outhouse
He enjoys listening to someone **** or ****
I call him the bathroom slunk
Growing up over here is rough
We have a dead car,
that sits on bricks waiting for a set of tires,
and an engine
The trailer we live in,
is a ramshackle nightmare
Lots of junk and brick-a-brac’s,
decorate this two room trailer
We do breed chickens
Were all chicken lovers
Chicken for lunch, dinner, as a pet and for target practice
Easter Sunday is around the corner
We don’t attend church or get all dressed up
Our Uncle who lives down the river,
Takes his small, dilapidated boat and docks near our place
We call him the pirate, since he has a wooden leg,
and always wears a black eye patch
He’ll bring nothing but himself for our Easter dinner
Overall, I’m a pretty happy kid
In a better world I would just like to have something besides chicken for dinner.
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