dark poetry
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The Night’s Cold Ache
Dark sky, cold heartDying a thousand deathsin the minutes of Shadowland Eyes in trees watch,hunger in their gazeThe woods howl, callingcome, join Wild freedom, terrible delightswait in the night’s cold ache Continue reading
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The Cold Wind Claws
The cold wind claws and bites within,Rattling bones, stripping pride thinA frozen breath from depths unseen,Encased in shadow, hard and keen Who treads this land of bleak, decayed,When time slips fast and light will fade?The dark god wakes, devours whole,Consuming… Continue reading
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Waiting to Drown
I fix my eyes on the swarm—black as night,Summer insects gnawing at the edges of my fading profileThe air tastes of rot, thick with whispers and sweat,While the land beneath me swells like a fevered bruise Deep in the ditches… Continue reading
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Beneath the Weeping Willows
The Southern wind crawls heavyThrough willows knotted with grief,Their limbs dragging the dirt like the dead,Howling low like hell-hounds in the holler,Under a swollen moon, bloated & bruised,Calling your name like a curse whispered too long Why did you leave… Continue reading
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A Current Of Divine Love
God stirs within my mind, concealedA restless force, kicking, screaming,Pulsing with her magnetic graceA current of divine love, unyielding When my mind cracks, spilling wide,Into the abyss of the foreboding night,Her anxious love will flood the void,And in that burst,… Continue reading
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Sorrowful Terrain
Wandering through this terrain of sorrow,Where the metaphysical hangs in balanceThe grind of abrasion against the air,And the sharp scent of metallic thunder This distant planet feels hostileDevoid of the familiar chains of my mind-prisonThe cold, bitter wind cuts deep,A… Continue reading
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Broken Promises
The sun carves sharp shadows,Knifing through the table’s surface,Splitting me clean—like the fractured heartOf the solar system’s ego A skeleton, glowing in divine dread,Caught in the bite of a merciless godHer fangs sink deep, unyielding,Tearing through my moral compass,Ripping apart… Continue reading
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Garden Of Hatred
It’s not like a ball of fire Exploded out of thin airAnd destroyed my egoNo, I rested in the terrorDiscovered I wasn’t aloneWith the thoughts of oblivion When the sun rose the next morningI shivered in the bitter cold &… Continue reading
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Night Whispers
Listen closely—do you hear them?The whispers in the night,Carried on the breath of long-lost souls,Dancing through the winds of forgotten time,Brushing softly against the nape of your neck,Their voices are like shadows, drifting near your ear They speak of regret,… Continue reading









