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Morbid MadnessJack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water
Jack fell ill, and so did Jill
And Death came very soon after

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"Mary, Mary, quite contrary
How does your graveyard grow?

"With rotting beds
And ghoulish heads
And skeletons all in a row."

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A-tiskit, a-tasket
A heavy, wooden casket
It carried all the folk in town
Who found the plague and caught it

They caught it, they caught it
They played with Death and caught it
I wrote a letter to my love
But now I doubt he got it

BarrenI've come to miss my soul
A soul that never dies
It came across the land of blood
And sank into the pain and mud
You tortured me in paradise

I've shared a darker tale
A lust that reeks of ink
It fled into my hidden mind
And proved that there was more to find
You laughed, forbidding me to think

I've come to miss my life
A scream that never ends
It slashed into my day and night
And swore the murderer was right
I won't look for my soul again

FairytalePrince Charming came to town
On a lame, white horse
Knocked on my door
Bowed
Said, "Marry me."

I danced to the door
Past the castles
Past the gleaming, golden fluff
Looked in his eyes
Laughed
Said, "Wrong story."

A Poet's Secret

"Please don't stop your writing now"
They beg me every day
They can't see me declining
Can't see me waste away
"You've written us your treasures
So give a little more"
I sigh, and suddenly I'm back
To where I was before

The pen is bleeding on me, but
My bloody hands are still
The daylight burns like candle wax
It's sapping at my will
I can't remember anything
A limerick or a song?
My mem'ry's slowly failing me
The morning hours are gone

My muse is yet ignoring me
I'm left to seek the rhyme
But ticking chains my artistry
The cruel hands of Time
My brain is empty of desire
But still they beg and plead

I AmI am a vampire
I am one who desires blood
I am demon, devil, heart on fire
I am not a soul

I am a nightmare
I am he who murdered her
I am strength, power, bone, and flesh
I am not sorry

I am a seducer
I am the black embrace
I am pain, desire, writhing Night
I am your whisper

I am a gentleman
I am politeness of kings
I am words, phrases, sotto voce
I am your host

I am a vampire
I am legend sunk in lust
I am breath, shudder, false, and more
I am not an angel

SoonIt won't be soon for very long
It won't be now or never
But possibly forever
The tiniest endeavor
Will prove to me I'm wrong

I swear that I'm not lying
But I've given up on trying
My "soon" is almost gone

I'm no good at being perfect
Perfect is a metaphor for God
Give me the colors to paint the world
I'm deaf and blind
Perfect is what we lose at birth
It's always and forever
Seen imperfectly through our eyes

Perfect is that face—remember that face?
You've seen it often
Stumbling down aisles amid
Creams and jars and shampoo
She's perfect… for a computer
Took my parents ten years
To tell me she wasn't real

I'm no good at being perfect
I'm no good at seeing
What isn't there
But oh, God, I try so hard
I break my back looking for it
Because that's how you'll love me
Perfect

He is my disease
Contagious by degrees
Of sanity that pleas
To adore
He is all I own
My brittle, earthly home
The miracle that clones
Heaven's doors

He lives as my muse
Convicted to confuse
The temper that I lose
Every day
He lives in my words
And if a dream could hurt
He'd hold me close and blur
It all away

His AngelThe beauty that was brought to light by you
Was eventually my whole reason for
Existing
Oh, my love
You read the letter, didn't you?
I saw the ink-stained page
Smeared by worry, pain, loss—
No! Tears. They were tears
Yours, mine… what difference does it make?
They fell together
One for each side of the world
Two for our throbbing hearts

You were my daylight in the darkest hour
When daylight succeedeth not
The comfort when I had none was
Mine
Oh, my wisdom
You were my life entirely
You were my angel—my flightless bird
I should know
Those wings were mine
Torn from my heart in one fell sw

Cold Is My Heart

Cold is my heart
And blind is my soul
A bloodcurdling face
Gone out of control
Dark are my deeds
And rich is my pain
Search and you'll find me
When blood falls like rain

Cold is my heart
And safe are my dreams
Nightmares will flee me
I know how to scream
Wretched am I
And condemned to my sins
I'll prove in a moment
Intolerance wins

Black is my night
And sordid my day
Bring me forgiveness
To chase it away
Deep is my cup
With death ever full
For cold is my heart
And blind is my soul

GoodnightI'm afraid, my love
Afraid for you, for everything
I will not be here long
I will not hold you forever
But your eyes say otherwise
You think me immortal

Oh, God, I'm afraid
I'm afraid for her, for myself
She believes I'm well
Here, trapped in this body
But you and I know the truth
We've seen what is real

My love, I'm frightened
I'm frightened to death for you
You think of me always
You never leave my side
But there will come a time, sweet one…

…When I won't kiss you goodnight
When your sleep will taste of tears
And you'll have to chase the shadows
On your own
You want me terribly, precious
A

A BalladWhy do you fear, my little love?
Why do you fear for me?
The sun has fallen from grace above
And it's sinking deep into the sea
But if you can find it, my little love
Then wear a bright color for me
Golden and silver; we'll be so much richer
But for now, you are all that I need, my love
For now, you are all that I need

Why do you cry, my little child?
Why do you cry for me?
The night has melted in blackest wild
And its poisoned the moon in her sleep
But if you can save her, my little child
Then beg a small trinket for me
Fortune and favor; the goddess may waver
But for now, you are all that I need, my love
F

Mort ImmortelleThe sun is dead tonight
        You are my pretty, dainty love
        Staring silent
When the tears ran down in ecstasy
When you pled with me in agony
   When the heart and soul met perfectly
It was heaven
It was hell
I was looking at myself
    And laughing

The blood is fresh tonight
        You are my helpless, screaming child
        Fearing nothing
When the moon consumed its darkest side

Your Move"Look again,"
She whispers in my ear
She smells like wood or spice
But nothing else
You can't see empty air
"Look," she giggles
"That's me standing there."

"Watch out,"
She screams before I
Smash my face in stone
Empty wounds
I'm not laughing now
"Look!" she echoes
"Watch me dance."

She isn't any
Friend of mine, but
We are kindred spirits
Tasting fear
Bloody hands desperate
Searching…searching…
"Bye now," she whispers

Dreams"Dreams are only as real as we make them."

Don't make me laugh. I have tried that before, you old sage, but in vain. The nightmares crawl just the same. They perch like ravens on the horizon of my subconscious, their beaks bloody with triumph. They pick my mind apart, strewing it for others to gawk at. They are everything I hate. They are the reason I break mirrors, claw wood, fake happiness. I climb from this hellish pit, only to find them standing there. Waiting for me.

"Dreams are only as real as we make them."

Whoever said that never dreamed.

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Corpse's Prayer

by ~Golden-Leaves, Jun 25, 2011, 12:10:53 AM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Traditional Fixed Forms

As I lay me down in death
I pray the Lord to steal my breath
And keep it somewhere safe and warm
Until this soul can be reborn

And if I wake before I die
I give Thee leave to take my life

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~CountChristoph Aug 15, 2011 Writer

Very nice, though I would suggest changing "steal" to "take", since it is more in-keeping with the original. Otherwise, well done; I normally don't like too much off-rhyme, but it works oddly well here.

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~Golden-Leaves Aug 16, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

I can see your point of view, although I avoided using that word, because I didn't want repetition of "take." Thank you, though.

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~GothiqueQueen Jun 25, 2011 Writer

Wow that's one of the awesomest things I've ever read ^~^ You're such a great writer!

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~Golden-Leaves Jun 25, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

oh, thank you

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