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Our Love
Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
But will the spider remember, or the sun?
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?
Our secret been revealed.
Yet I have told no other.
I write these words in silence, in mute testimony
To what once was.
But our image remains alive in this place.
It can not be removed.
You, me,
We then,
Were here.
We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.
We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.
We were not liars,
But thieves of time.
For now time has now forgotten us,
Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers
This place that was ours.


Falling Away
I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity

Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two by fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone

Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed
our bodies to become
another pair of hollow shadows
that make love to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying


Your Lies
Funny when things never change
Even when you say they will
But while your off s(rewing her
My life is standing still

You tell me that you love me
When I go to leave
You tell me I'm your only one
And I let myself believe

I know that you are using me
But you'll never let me go
I know that you don't love me
I know I'm just for show

I don't know If I can stand
To see you love another girl
You know that you broke my heart
You know that your my world

But while your standing by my side
I'll believe your lies forever
Cause everything seems so perfect
When we are together


Autumn Times
Autumn breeze frigidly touches ailing dreadful lives
Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls
Mellow serenades that once played between hearts
Pathetically have transformed into bitter sad songs

Somewhere beyond the flossy clouds
Cupid has lost his romancing arrows
Plays sad sonorous tunes on his bow
Dedicated to all weepy lonely hearts

Howling chilly wind blows through the mist
Sounds of sorrow spread allover the place
Fuzzy humid air submerges the inner lust
Lives decay slowly as the autumn leaves fall...

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GOTHIC QUOTES <3<3<3

"what is it about the moonlight that draws my spirit in? The seduction? The stygian agony? I would give up my silber visions to know."
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"The agony in my eyes mirrors the moon light of my flawed soul"
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"Whay are my eyes so exquisite with poetry? And why do I no longer care?"
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"There is much darkness to be found in shadows.But you may need to sacrifice your silver mind to find it..."
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"The graveyards in my mind mirror the blood of my unliving purpose"
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"Why are my fears do tortured with solitude?And why do I no longer care?"
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"The graveyards in my existence mirror the moonlight of my obtenebrated solitude"
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"Why do we love death and the blood? My dear, you need only look into your own pain-filled soul to fine out"

GOTHIC POEMS

The Vampire

A man in dark from the east
prowels the night for blood to feast
he walks the streets from dusk till dawn
and doesnt even pass a yawn

this man is pale as though hes dead
his body cold from toe to head
his canines long and pearly white
he gives his victims no time to fight

a man came knocking on his door
he came at night to implore
he came and answers tried to find
he tried to unravel the creatures mind


he saw a coffin upon the floor
and found him self pinned to the door
he bared his neck and drank and drank
until to his knees the man had sank

their he knelt begging mercy please
and his clothes the vampire seized
he dragged him up upon his feet
and to his maker went to meet

I NEED NOT A REASON

The sky was filled with blood tonight
No wind a-blew
No smoke a-rose
But somewhere it seemed, d’it not seem right
Far below in nether
Across the seas a-feather
My life in thine
Mine heart in hand
A-top a raging storm a-stage
Sweet words flow from honey mouth
‘Tis not how they see me or hear
How dare thee speak when light doth shine
The light, it dote your saddened soul
A deciding decision in thine vast nothingness
How can one breathe when you are full of it?
Nothingness is, last of all
Only place to be filled or felt to rot
A hole in thine soul
It aches to desperation
But be three true
And stay thee noble
Fare not far, but search carefully
With a still learning heart
Thine spirit hath no where to turn but lust
A lust for love, is no love at all
But merely a pawn to castle in game
Then thee who nighly see
The truth of the dreams
What would one be
If one could not ponder
Unable to release a death-rising screech?

Black light in darkness

Sitting in darkness, around me just fear
You left me behind, you are not here.
I am full of questions that are making me insane
Maybe you can hear me, but I still feel just pain...

A black light is all that I can see
Just want it to stop, don't want it to be
I'm telling to myself- this can't be real
Is it my life that you had to steal?

And now I know that you played with me
Now I feel it, now I see
The shit that I went through because of you
You played with me and I had no clue

Black light shine on me...
Black light be here with me...
Black light take him away...
Black light stay...

DARK BLOOD BEAUTIES

In your hands,
We form the bonds
Together we shall die
No one can even lie

Fallen beauties of eden
Never even forgotten
But not begotten
In the eyes rotten

We shall be together
It shall be forever
No one will bother
Our love will gather

In the shadow
We shall wallow
In the high and low
Not even tomorrow

The end of light
We shall fight
With you my might
We shall have height

We never bend
We shall make amend
Gaia we shall tend
Till the end

PAIN
Pain is
hidden.
Not something
i share
with the
world.

It made
me what i am
today.

selfconcious.
scared.
hurt.
tears.

i cant be
me because
of the pain.

i want to
be free.
every thing
that happens
justs adds
another hole
to my already
damaged heart.

my pain is
like acid
its burns.

its toxic.
bottled
up and
stored to
keep everyone
from seeing
its true power.

im full of
toxic waste.
it runs through
my veins.
my heart.
my mind.
leaving a
mark where ever
it goes.

always stored.
my pain.
never shown.
kept to myself.

no one knows
the real me.
The me that
hurts inside.
they all think
im happy.
they will never
know the truth.

im hurt.
and ill say it.
but no one
can feel my
pain.
it belongs to
me.
it created
me.

Pain is who i am.

Nightmare

Its half past midnight
So dark except for the moon light
Walking through ‘can see graves afar
Looking up ‘can perceive the nebula neath a star

The air’s filled with a horrible atmosphere
Isolation and fear possesses the earth’s sphere
The vegetation’s dominated by deadly arbour
All these I perceive at this witching hour of horror.

As I proceed, the air gets hazy
Sense a creature afar and I get pacy
I took a close look
Not long how long it took.

Hear the sound of nocturnal creepers
Totter left ‘n’ right, a thorny branch hooked my zippers
Like unleashing the contents of Pandora’s Box
Behold I perceive a ferocious fox.

Think I see this creature again
A chimera, I try to make the best bargain
Run eastward as fast as I can
Seems to catch ‘spite the pace I ran.

I run southward which seems an advantage
Must escape this barbarous savage
But then in sight I see a creeping creature
Out of a graveyard I assumed a pasture.

Then I’m attacked by this ferocious beast
I surrender myself a wholesome feast
Look downwards and I see nothing but doom
Ah! It was a dream I heaved as I woke in my room.

IN YOUR ARMS

Hold me, my love,
Just one more,
Just to feel again your warm touch
Kiss me, again, my love
I want to taste your soft lips, again
Bite me,
I want to taste your sweet blood
Just one more,
Embrace me, again
‘cause in your arms I feel so safe
my angel, stay with me tonight
don’t leave me alone
share with me with this beautiful night,
oh my dear love, even words can’t describe how beautiful you are
when I am looking into your eyes, I see peace and joy
from that moment I know that you are my true love
oh, my love, how beautiful you are
after all this years I have lived I have never seen someone who had good heart
in your arms I feel safety and warm
when you embrace me I feel like I am in the heaven with you

Edgar Allan Poe-GAVRAN

Jednom jedne strašne noći,ja zamišljah u samoći,čitah crne,prašne knjige,koje staro znanje skriše,dok sam u san skoro pao,netko mi je zakucao
Na vrata mi zakucao-zakucao tiho-tiše
„To je putnik“ja promrmljah,“koji bježi ispred kiše“,samo ti i ništa više.

Ah da još se sjećam jasno,u decembru biješe kasno svaki ugarak,što trne,duhove po podu riše željno čekam ja svanuće,uzalud iz knjiga vućem spas od boli što me muće,jer me od Nje rastaviše.
Od djevojke anđeoske,od Lenore rastaviše,Ah,nje sada nema više.

Od svilenog,tužnog šuma iz zastora od baršuna nikad prije osjećani užasi me zahvatiše;dok mi srce snažno bije,ja ga mrzim sve hrabrije:“Putnik moli da se skrije od te noći,bure kiše.Samo to je ništa više.


Ohrabrih se iznenada,ne oklijevah više tada“gospodine il gospođo,izvinjenje moje stiže!mene teški snovi prate,a vi nježno kucat znate,tako tiho i bez snage,vaši prsti vrata biše,da sam sanjiv jedva čuo“-tu se vrata otvoriše-
Mrak je tamo i ništa više.

Pogled mrak je prodrijet htio,čudno zastrašen sam bio,sumnjajući,sanjajući,svi mi paklenski se sniše;nedirnuta bje tišina,znaka nije dala tmina,rečena je riječ jedna,šapnuta od zvuka kiše;“Lenora ja šapnuh tiho,jeka mi je vrati tiše,samo ti i ništa više.

Kad u sobu ja se vratih,cijelom dušom tad zaplamtih:nešto jači nego prije udarci se ponoviše,“sigurno“,ja rekoh,to je prozoru sobe moje;pogledat ću trenom što je,kakve se tu tajne skriše-vjetar je to-ništa više.

Prozorsku otvorih kuku,kad uz lepet i uz buku kroz nj uđe gordi Gavran,svetih dana što već biše nit da poklon glavom mahne,ni trenutak on da stane,s likom lorda ili dame kroz moju se sobu diže i na kip Palade sleti,što se iznad vrata diže,sleti ,sjedne,ništa više.

Ovaj stvor u crnom plaštu,nasmija mi tužnu maštu,teškim mrkim dostojanstvom,kojim čitav lik mu diše,“nek ti kresta jadno visi“,rekoh,“kukavica nisi,strašni mračni gavran ti si,što sa žala noći stiže,kako te na žalu zovu hadske noći stiže?“
Reče gavran:“nikad više“

Zaćudih se tome mnogo,što je jasno zborit mogo,
Premda nejasne mu rijeći malo toga razjasniše
Ali priznat mora svako, ne dogadja da se lako,
Da živ čovjek gleda tako,pticu što se nad njim njiše, životinju ili pticu što se nad njim njiše s tim imenom „nikad više“

Al gavran sjedeć tamo,govori riječ jednu samo
Ko da duša mu i srce u tu jednu riječ se sliše
To je sve što on mi reče-dalje krila ne pokreće
Dok mj šapat mir presjeće:“svi me druzi oostaviše“.
Tad će Gavran „nikad više“

Dok ja stajah još zatećen-odgovor bje spremno rečen
„nema sumnje“,rekoh,“ta ja riječ tek trica,ništa više,
Od nesretnoga gazde čuta,kojeg je sudbina kruta pratila dok mu sve se pjesme sliše,
U tužaljke puste nade,koje teret u se zbiše,
Od“nikada-nikad više“

Al taj stvor u crnom plaštu,još mi u smjeh goni maštu,
Ja naslonjač tad okrenuh bisti,gdje se Gavran njiše,
Na baršun mi glava klone,a ja mislim misli one,
Stapam mašte tužne,bolne;kakvu meni sudbu piše grakčuć stalno: „nikad više“

Tražeć smisao toga,ne govoreć niti sloga ptici,čije žarke oči moju dušu rasplamtiše;
Tako misleć misli bone,pustih glavu da mi klone,i u baršun da mi tone,kojom svijetlo
Sjene riše,naslonit se na taj baršun,kojom svijetlo sjene riše,ona noće nikad više.

Zrak tad ko da gušćim stade,name neki mirs pade,ko da anđel lakih nogu kadioik čudni njiše.“Ludo“,viknuh,“to su glasi Bog će posla da te spasi,bol i tugu da ti gasi,što te tako izmučiše,pij nepenthe,da u srcu zaborav Lenoru zbriše“.reče Gavran „nikad više“.

„zli proroče,ne znam pravo,dal si ptica ili đavo, dali te je saton poslo,il te bure izbaciše samo,al nezastrašena,u tu pustu zemlju sjena u dom ovaj opsjednutim,-zaklinjem te,ah,ne šuti reci,reci ima li melem jada,što me izmučiše?“.Reče Gavran „nikad više“


Zli proroče,neznam pravo,dal si ptica ili đavo,al u ime Boga po kom obojici grud nam diše,smiri dušu rastuženu,reci dal ću u Edenu
Zagrlit svoju ženu,od koje me rastaviše,anđeosku tu Lenoru,od koje me rastaviše?.Reče Gavran „nikad više“.

„dosta ti govorih dadoh,crna ptico“!
Tad ustadoh,u oluje divlje bježi,što se kroz noć raskriliše!Ne ostavi niti traga svojih laži kraj mog praga,meni je samoća draga,usne same dovršiše-iz mog srca kljun svoj vadi,nek ti trag se ovdje zbriše“.
Reče Gavran „nikad više“.

I taj Gavran,šuteć samo, još je tamo,još je tamo,na Palade kip je sjeo,što se iznad vrata diže oči su mu slika prava zloduha što sniva,spava,svijetlost,što ga obasjava, na dnu njegove sjene riše,moja duša iz tih sjena,što mi cijelu sobu skriše.Reče Gavran „nikad više“.

Danas sam željela započeti s legendarnim „Gavranom“.E.A.Poe je jedan od mojih najdražih pisaca i definitivno uzor u pisanju.Romantizam bih mogla nazvati svojim stilom.Obožavam te graciozne opise i tu osjećajnost koja izviruje iz svake riječi.Zaista se divim svakom piscu koji je iznimno dobar na tome području.Ja sam dovoljno dobra za svoje godine,ali čekaju me godine i godine usavršavanja.Pa...I nije to tako strašno...
Darkman nema na računu(a zapravo nemam ni ja) i sada mi je to malo teže za izdržati...Zato malo gnjavim Josipa(hahaha,nadam se da nisam dosadna....),pa malo gnjavim Ivana(A također se nadam da ni njemu nisam dosadna)...Nekako me oni izvuku kada mislim da se gušim...Josip je dosta razuman i slično razmišljamo...A Ivan je zafrkant i uvijek me uspije nasmijati.Ne znam zašto su mi tako zanimljivi,ali sigurno mi se čine boljim od ovih mojih ovdje.Definitivno...
Pokušat će Darky nagovoriti svoje roditelje da ga puste na jedan dan k meni,iako je to nemoguća misija.Ta udaljenost nas ubija i već ne znamo što napraviti...Ja sam pitala svoju mamu,ali ona se baš i ne slaže s time.Zna da ima i drugih problema osim toga da idemo s autom.Samo neka zna da je ovo malo ozbiljnije nego što sam ja mislila iako smo u vezi na daljinu.Moja želja za rođendan je da vidim Darkyja na par sati...Uf...
Ali to je nemoguće....
Pročitala sam post kod dečka s imenom bloga:roses are eternal,i shvatila da smo zapravo u sličnoj situaciji.Njegovi osjećaji su definitivno slični mojima.Osobito što su nam voljene osobe daleko...Ok,Darky je mnogo dalje...Oko 100km.
Završila je škola...Nikada više neću vidjeti ljude s kojima sam doslovce proživjela ovih dugih osam godina.Pitam se što za njih znači rastanak...
Nikada više nećemo biti osmaši...Nevermore...Nevermore...Nevermore...
Nikada više nećemo biti na okupu...Ali mi je drago što nikada više neću vidjeti Endymiona.
Ok,barem ne tako često...
Sve je nestalo...