Poems

Individual poems

Dead Girls Don’t Whisper

Dead Girls Don’t WhisperHorror, Rock, My List Topic[ Verse 1] She walked through the morgue in her prom dress, tornLipstick smudged like a crime scene scornedThey never found her tongue, but her scream still singsThrough the vent shafts, cold, where the blood bell ringsThey said she was bait, just another dead teaseBut her silence carved […]

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Burning in the Cold

Song 9: “Burning in the Cold” The air’s so cold, but the fire’s still hereWe’re burning up, but there’s nothing clearThe heat we feel, it’s turning us blindBut in the cold, it’s love we can’t find We burn so hot, but it’s freezing deepWe light the fire, but the cold still creepsWe’re lost in a

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Cinders of Desire

Cinders of DesireThe night of the inferno was a cruel and vivid tableau of our doomed love, etched in fiery hues against the canvas of our broken dreams. It was supposed to be a celebration of our passion—a proof to a connection that felt both untouchable and invincible. But as the flames roared to life,

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Burned to the Bone

Song 3: “Burned to the Bone” You burned me to the bone, left me bareTook all I had, without a careI gave you everything, you set it on fireNow I’m drowning in the smoke of our desire You were the flame that lit my soulNow I’m broken, no longer wholeWe burned too hot, we burned

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Burning Through the Rain

“Burning Through the Rain” (Sestina Structure)Verse 1The rain falls heavy, but the fire still burns,A quiet flame that struggles in the cold.I wonder if you feel it slipping too,The love that once was fire, now just doubt.I try to hold the warmth that fades away,But in the end, we’re lost inside the rain.Verse 2We danced

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Beneath the Pale Moon’s Gaze

Beneath the Pale Moon’s Gaze Beneath the pale moon’s solemn gaze,Where shadows waltz and specters craze,Your spirit finds unyielding ways,In cryptic dance, where madness plays,Defying fate’s most twisted maze,The night unveils its dark malaise.Where shadows waltz and specters craze,You stroll with strength through fear’s malaise,Each howl and whisper, darkly praised,As moonlight’s beam on you conveysA

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Beneath the Night’s Cold

Beneath the Night’s Cold Beneath the night’s cold, spectral shroud,Your spirit shines, defiant, proud.In shadows where the demons brood,Your light cuts through the morbid gloom.Each whisper of the darkened crowdIs met with fire from your womb.The ghosts that wail and fiends that snarlFind your resolve a bitter pill.For as they curse and coil and crawl,Your

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Awakening in the Haunted Keep

Awakening in the Haunted Keep In the shadowed, haunted keep,Your strength awakens from its sleep.The walls once shrouded in decay,Now crack and groan with spectral sway.Each echo in the darkened deepReveals the power buried steep.Where cobwebs clutch in midnight’s creep,Your latent might refuses to weep.The ghosts who lurk with hollowed eyes,And whispers soft like midnight

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