Because The Night

Because The Night

A Poem by Autumn

I grow wild, young and bewitching 

One of many, I'm a dark rose

I glow in the dawn of your love 

Come to me and touch me 

 

I whisper slowly monstrosities 

That sound deliciously sweet to your ears

Such kissable petals I wear

But deadly toxic to the first bite

 

So fragile at the first sight 

Drink my poisonous tears

Bloody venom that will kill you 

Oh come to me baby 

 

Secretly my core wishes 

A storm could crack my stem 

Feel my spines piercing my life 

And fade away in my own trap 

 

But shush, it's a secret 

While I take your soul away

You will bow to my innocence, much... 

In the end, I'm only a dark rose

© 2013 Autumn


Author's Note

Autumn
Thank you for the editing of fireblossom for this poem.

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The title , the poem and the descriptions are all wonderful...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Lovely. Truly.

You have an inner life. This poem helps you express things that otherwise one hopes stay hidden to all except those who earn the right to see and hear them.

You captured my interest with this poem. Good work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


In a garden full of posers a single dark rose stood. Silent, patient.. awaiting the storm. The red roses full of color and life gossiped about the day this dark rose would die. But when the rain came and the clouds laughed with ferocity the dark rose stood still with all her vitality. Perished was the garden and all of its bloom, trailed along the floor lied red petals doomed. Standing still like a victorious queen the dark rose arose the true pseudo erotic queen. Great poem Autumn, you put such vivid imagery and inspiration into your readers. Good job!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Damn, this was awesome. The flow is amazing, kind of a sexy one to read lol. A sexy-dark kind of one though, but sometimes that is the best kind. I really feel how the temptress' mind works here. Please keep writing, can't wait to read more from you, your writing has style :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


a poem of torturous love, an evil love, a good write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Your words paint a picture of evilness, with a bit of a guilty conscious coming through wanting to do away with the evil within. But the stronger feelings win out and woe to those who 'drink your poisonous tears." Great write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Indeedly...

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow, this is really, really good! great job!!! :) :) ;)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Autumn you make me smile, and I am rather excited to read your biography and also clearly that you are on holidays for the Olympics.

Some of your phrasing is exceptional.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Autumn

12 Years Ago

Do you dance?
Eloha

12 Years Ago

I used to dance, but not seriously. What is your favorite style?
Autumn

12 Years Ago

Classic most of all, but I enjoyed salon dance and cabaret too. Now i can only swim which doesn't hu.. read more
Really vivid!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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