Tags gloomy
Until time grows lateA Poem by NeoGen87You say up, I stay down You call up, I turn around You come over, I stumble and fall Can you catch it all , will you fetch it all Or would you eve.. |
Friends That Go And You KeepA Poem by AreejMy short story wanted to be a poem |
Suicidal ThoughtsA Poem by JayTee The PoetNo I don't feel like this .. |
Loosing My Mind ..A Poem by JayTee The PoetJust something .. |
Embracing the ShorelinesA Poem by kera moondustI am not one to say what this ones about. |
Simplistic TempestsA Poem by kera moondustI love the rain... Why am I a terrible person? |
EnlightenmentA Story by sarracenThis is the start of... Something. I'm not quite sure what of though. I think it shall take place in some kind of post-apocalyptic world. |
Tenebrae AeternaA Poem by RocansNowadays I possess no fuel to ignite These shivering feelings like emotional frostbite To burn away my amorous plight And let it vaporize in .. |
The Chain of TortureA Story by Grand ScribeTorture is a chain - where those above torment those below. Like any other chain, it can be broken; but like every thing broken, there are repercussio.. |
ResurrectionA Poem by Shashank SinhaEvery morning i open my eyesA mission stands failed,Death, which hugged me in my dreamsHas left me now betrayedI lock the door to later learnThat nobo.. |
InspirationA Poem by PennyLove winters. |
rheummatesA Poem by DonDuquetteI'm full to the brim, with that lonely again.Whiskey genie trades wishes for all of my sins.I've all but forgotten where I set the mark,And I only wil.. |
ApathyA Poem by EvanSethThe glass is always emptyWhen there’s no water to pourThe gloomy shades of apathyWhen you’re stuck in a noireI’ll pour myself that g.. |
Your Face Is A PaintingA Poem by EvanSethSing me to deathWith your ghostly blue eyesInfirm to your charmOr your cunning disguiseI lust for your feverThat makes me a manConceiving that theoryY.. |
RealityA Poem by Ally Piercethe silence lingers.the skin of hand dryly stained in faded blue ink,nostalgically resembling the joyful youth of veins.there is nothing optimistic ab.. |