Gothic

once upon a time...

Gothic

By

Carlos Lorenzo Estrada 

Once upon a long dark time

found love in the arms of ryhme 

How could I be so deceived 

By the tangled web that lovers weave

This castle that I built for you 

Faux of smile in vicissitude

Spires lift in grey cloud day

Gargoyle statues rest in pray

Tower mortar stone in set

Upon the hills of deep regret 

Stained glass window; broken Saint

No longer shine; in faded paint

Raindrops fall upon fortress ruin

Velvet red curtains torn and strewn

Empty cradle still rocked by wind

No living child ever laid therein 

We dance within the dust dark hall

On broken glass and raven's call

In these sounds so silently sweet

No noise be heard from ghostly feet

Lattice overrun by vine

Decanters empty of their wine

A pale moon where sorrow cries 

In the bitterness of our decietful lies

Shadows drape the walls adorning 

Portrait of king and queen in mourning

What dreams shall ever come

Upon the dawning of daylight sun

Let nature devour this lifeless place 

And leave our spirits devoid of grace

This prison I have built for two

In the forlorn memories of me and you 

Author's Note

I love the word Gothic. It just conjures to mind so many dark sorrowful eldritch things. This little shadowy write hopes to capture the beauty of that word.

Reviews

[R.J Calzonetti (Siniste..]

Enjoyed the write, thanks for sharing.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you kindly R.J. for your comment on this poem. Despite its dark tone I enjoyed writing this little piece. Thank you again my friend.