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davidjhopcroft · 11 months
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I fell in love with her teeth
I fell in love with her teeth
Her breath felt warm and then so hot upon my cheek
As she moved that lipstick covered mouth slowly towards mine
A redness of danger but of enticement
Luring and exciting
To make the pulse beat faster
Then came the pleasures as lips came close and met
Sweet soft seducing surfaces slip slowly over mine
Tips of tongues move out and touch
I feel the intoxication of a moistness shared
Never did my body seem to love as much
An instant attraction that bonded us
Deep within me the passion flared
then came the burning moment of her desire
Her mouth sought out the softness of my neck
Those beautiful pointed canine teeth
Quenched the thirst of her fire
This blood-bonded love could no longer be held in check
Howling wolves made music every time that love was shared
Upon the full moon nights we would burn the stake
She took her bounteous fill
In our love nothing was ever spared
Nocturnal passion invaded every corner of my mind
How the heartache now overwhelms our desires
For the years have passed and comes the curse of age
I am heartbroken
So in these words I must enquire
For if in such manner we are to continue to engage
Where do I get dentures for a vampire
Copyright: David Hopcroft May 2023
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floradelisstuff · 1 month
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Something I wrote last night after being accused of falsehood... Image created in Photoshop with the aid of BeFunky
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#darkpoetry #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemas #bisexualpoet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #poetryofinstagram #poetrylovers #writer #writers #writerscommunity #writersblock #writersofinstagram #beauty #author #authorsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #lgbtq🌈 #writingprompts #poetryprompts #gothpoetry #crowcalls #libbyjennerprompts #angelealowesprompts https://www.instagram.com/p/CnthkiUOU7B/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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kiaqtexistuku · 3 years
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Energy Vampires
It’s weird how just the mere presence of darkness can make a person feel uneasy
Like something’s watching you from the dark.
A man.
Sometimes, late at night, when I can't sleep, I'll sit by the window.
Sitting on the floor looking out at the dark world
The moon is always a comforting presence yet I'm always too afraid to open up the curtains to look at her.
What if somethings looking at me? The idea of a something is often less scary than a someone. 
I'll get an urge to cover the back of my neck, my neck in general.
To make sure no omnipresent being can swim into the bony area and infect my body.
Possession. It’s an eerie thought that the night tends to infect me with.
Covering my ears and neck, my head between my tired thighs. 
The night waiting patiently for me to open up the curtains so we can meet and they can tell me they mean no harm.
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mooniegarcia · 5 years
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I laid her body in the sand Save for just one hand For something I could hold Despite the maggots and the mold When flesh gives way to bone Then I'll know that I'm alone Until I hear her voice again Among the whispers of the rain. 🕯✒🌛 #poetry #poetryporn #poetsofinstagram #darkpoetry #death #gothpoetry #buriedinthesand https://www.instagram.com/p/B33p3mJJ2sn/?igshid=cc2477x3j7j2
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The Darkening of Days
c. Matthew Adams, 2015. Part of the Gothic Collection.
Gently scattering the leaves now flit and fly, Silent clouds loom grey as granite giants, And myriad spirits, by our ancestors Known well to be feared, Stalk the shadowy footfalls of men.
The ravens cry countless warnings, The trees groan upon the wild'ning winds, And old Lupus howls his alarm across the vales- For Autumn is coming, the world dark’ning, And the things that since the first dawn Have fled the scorching spears of Light Now ascend their chthonic thrones...
Our ancestors knew the signs to read, They knew the natural turning of the tide, As one year slowly fades and dies, And the new year is birthed in darkness. They knew to light the fires o'er the hills, To stay their wand'rings close to hearth- For they which revel in the dark’ning of days Lust for the fall of Man.
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hereticlazarus · 5 years
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#throwback #memories #art #literature #poetry #gothpoetry #emopoetry #newyearpoetry #newyearseve #mentalhealth #mentalhealthrecovery #recovery https://www.instagram.com/p/BsENkgjlAaa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dczwpb4k4hcs
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noahxarts · 3 years
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I missed writing impromptu festival poetry last year. This hopeful poem inspired by this years’ experience of Blue, the poetry labyrinth and poetry brothel. #nycpofest #poetry #blue #poetrybrothel #sm #goth #gothpoetry #poetrysocietyny #nycpoetryfestival #author #poet #writing #literaryarts #art #picoftheday #wordart #poetsofinstagram #poetrylabyrinth BLUE You can be blue or can you? Feel what you are And not be. Be blue till you can’t breathe. Go past death Find another more purposeful change. Dark blue within relax deep in. Charged with blue time is new. Tip of time grows sky blue grey Grey time dries lookaway dies New blue time (at Governors Island) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRxJfKqMqTj/?utm_medium=tumblr
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I Want An Angel With Lips, whom speak no lies. One To Silence my inner demons when I cry. To dance in the kindering flames of what life is left until the unavoidable departure when we die
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dreadart · 5 years
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I'm sooo excited to announce the project I've been working on with the AMAZING owner of🕯 @burningbrightcandleco !! We've been working hard to bring you 6 custom candles AND PRINTS for a gothic poetry line up!! 🖤yayyy! There will be 6 handmade candles in the series, each one will be released every month from May to October—She creates each candle's scent specially to go with the piece of dark poetry we have chosen! I'm making each print especially for this series (the only one you'll have seen before is Lenore), and once they're all released, they'll also be made into a set of 6 blank greeting cards! You'll be able to get the gorgeous candles 🕯 with my art on the labels from @burningbrightcandleco on Etsy, and the prints/cards from yours truly on Etsy! So if you're ambitious... by Halloween 🎃 you can have a complete set of custom dark poetry candles, prints, and cards, and your dark soul will be complete!! muahaha 😈😈😈 First up: “Lenore” by Edgar Allen Poe!! 🖤The candle will release May 5th in a black jar/black lid in two sizes, 10 oz and a 14oz, and you know where to find the print ;) Wait and see what we have coming up for this series... I think you'll like it!!🖤🖤🖤 #gothicpoetry #gothicwriters #gothicart #gothicartist #gothicartwork #gothpoetry #gothart #gothartist #gothartists #gothartwork #gothcandles #gothiccandles #collectible #handmadecandles #darkarts #gothicfantasy #gothfantasy #lenore #edgarallanpoe #edgarallenpoeart #poefan #poefanart #poepoetry #gothgirls #gothgirlsdoitbetter #gothgirlsofig #gothgirlsclub #gothfan #gothcollection #gothicillustration https://www.instagram.com/p/BwX-iC2Fc_4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=16s2511bxclm4
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davidjhopcroft · 1 year
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Tomb Girl
Tomb Girl
She roams the gloomy chambers awaiting your arrival
Between stone coffins filled with ancient bones
Be wary if you care for your survival
Danger and mystery are held within these stones
The girl whose deepest wish remained unfulfilled
Who sought out her lover when he fled alone
A search ending in vain when she was killed
Now she roams these tombs in search of home
Her forbidden love shocked and she was vilified
By those who declared that her actions were taboo
Their priests determined such evil must be petrified
Yet it is a ghostly form that cannot begin a life anew
Hush now Are those her steps that you hear
Is that water dripping from the roof or could it be her tears
Careful now as those steps become near
Take courage and try to hide your fears
Death’s bony hand reaches out to touch your shoulder
It is not sweat but blood that trickles down your face
The icy air of the tomb is becoming colder
The tomb girl has claimed you as you vanish without a trace
Copyright: David Hopcroft May 2023
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blazerk82 · 7 years
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"and this is the moment when, When she looked down at herself and saw, How beautiful she was, Truly she was in awe. She had never seen before The light that shone from within herself, Those hurtful thoughts faded into nothing, She saw her strength and nothing else. No longer she thought her body ugly, no longer she felt that shame, For in this moment she saw the truth, From this moment she didnt feel the pain. And this is the moment when, When she looked down at herself and saw, How beautiful she truly was She no longer saw a single flaw. " - K.P.S. (me) #goth #gothic #gothgirl #genderqueergoth #gothdress #gothicdress #window #gothportrait #purplelips #blackhair #blackdress #littleblackdress #laceskirt #fishnets #combatboots #castle #gothcastle #selfportrait #photography #squirescastle #poem #poetry #gothpoem #gothpoetry #magic #magicstance (at Squire's Castle)
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#darkpoetry #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemas #bisexualpoet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #poetryofinstagram #poetrylovers #writer #writers #writerscommunity #writersblock #writersofinstagram #beauty #author #authorsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #lgbtq🌈 #writingprompts #poetryprompts #gothpoetry #March #spring #womenshistorymonth #angelealowesprompts https://www.instagram.com/p/CqFd9gluK-B/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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kiaqtexistuku · 3 years
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dumb little poems i made for my creative writing 12 class
a crow and a cow
A crow and a cow
A crow sits on a ledge
Squawking to itself
A cow eats from a hedge
His mind in no health
Down from his sockets and onto the floor
He misses his crow up there in the moor
They both sit and wait 
For the winter to start
And the cold winter breeze
To bring them apart.
Chimken sandwhich (intentionally spelt wrong)
Poulet buffalo sits in my stomach
Tossing and turning soon falls on the carpet
It watches and waits while i slam to the floor
My poor wrap poulet it has gotten no cure
Loneliness is young
Sleeping young child with no sense of home
He breathes on his pillow and cries to the moon 
Oh mother where be has been lost in my tome
And father how far is alone in his room
I have nowhere to go and no-one to love
Oh pity my life flies away like a dove
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ligeiaresurrected · 7 years
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This evening, I've just finished reading Dragonwyck and was pleasantly surprised by it! It was a lot darker than I was expecting it to be, and I shall be reviewing it next for you guys very soon. My next book to conquer is the poetry of Alfred Lord Tennyson! I'm so pleasantly surprised by his aesthetic, language, and dark passion that he may just take Poe's place as my second-favourite poet (Charles Baudelaire being my favourite, of course!). And I'll be pleased to present you with a review of Alfred Lord Tennyson when the time comes. 🖤💀 #gothgirlswhoread #gothgirlswhoactuallyread #AlfredLordTennyson #gothicpoetry #gothpoetry #gothgoth #gothicliterature #classicliterature #gothyoutubers #nineteenthcentury #19thcentury #victorian #victorianera #victoriangothic
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#darkart #gothicpoetry #poetsofinstagram #gothic #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poems #poem #poets #poemsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetsandwriters #poetssociety #goth #gothpoetry #gothicart #darkness #dark #darkpoetry #darkpoet #darkpoetsociety #death #deathnote #suicide #depression #sadness #sorrow #brokenheart #broken #broken💔 https://www.instagram.com/p/BuXDVeSBAWj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=oalxscq0ci1
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