Wrap me in your twisted chains
As I inflict my sharp pains
Twisted love under the dark moon
Ravens of the cemetary caw their morbid joy for the two souls they have come to collect
This lovely pact of loving rage and hearts bleading in our chests
Poison daggers and blood red roses lay at our death beds
This twisted love has sent us into exile
soon to be welcomed into the arms of death
He is the only one who will take us now
The morbid yellow of your eyes penatrate my soul as the last embrace is taken
My dead grey eyes turn to white as the ritual begins
Your eyes darken into a compleate black as our bodys transform To the wolf and the fox
Protector and Trickster
Tounges intertwine as the ravens swoop down from their perch high above leading us into the after life
The daggers now plunged into the unbeating hearts of two lost souls
With the anguish
hatered
love
loss
agony
dispair
pain
and poison tears of life in and of its self
we killed eachother out of the love of our twisted selves
walking away into the mist of death
together forever
never to be torn apart
Twisted love
Proclaimed under the dark moon
Author notes
Please critique... I havent writen in a while and I would like to know what you think about it.
Thankies ^_^
Written June 1st, 2006
A contest entry
- Dark,Grotesque and Beautiful by poetic arcana.
300 points, ended June 5, 2006, 16 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Ahhh yesh.... the joys of alcohol. Hard A is my friend ^_^
This poem was acctualy inspired by my boyfriend... ahh the sweet sickness of twisted love ^__^
Thank you so much
~Nyu~ -
This poem is interesting to say the least. I like it actually. It possesses very little flaw. I love your imagery throughout this poem. The style is a little shaky and unique in its own. I like how you made use of the little symbolism in there what with the wolf(protector) and the fox(trickster). I like everything in this poem except for the way you set it up. The way one sees a poem determines how they read it. You tend to just write, which is good, except for the fact that there are pauses where it feels like there should be none and no pauses where there should. Or at least thats how I feel. This is a nice poem. Good diction.
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dark romantic, awesome...
OMG... i love this... you people are making my life a misery *gets the vodka* i dont know how im gonna judge all of these fantastic entries...
back to you
This poem i was really near crying in the awwww thats so sickly sweet, i love the idea of a love that outlasts time, that is forever even in death. your poem was so ful of emotion yet so lushiously dark and morbid. you really got to grips with my challenge and you rock for that.
'The morbid yellow of your eyes penatrate my soul as the last embrace is taken' this line... wow... thats all i can say right now.
thank you so much for entering and making me resort to alcohol *giggles* your poem is great thanks for sharing and great luck in the contest.
chloe xx
you get my 3rd applause of the day. -
wow, I think that fits the contest theme perfectly, that is one of the darkest things I have read for ages without resulting to 'gore'. beautiful, well done.
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