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Alioth's Poetry Thread
Hey all! I'll be posting my poetry here for those who want to read something different. Poetry is something I am still trying to improve on, so critique away all you want! I had a poem published within Afflatus Magazine, so that's...good I think haha.
0 Through infinity’s eye and the stratosphere of your heart, I urge you to rampage through valleys and mountains to find the goddess of your vain. Let your corpse dance in desperation, feeding on the vast, cerulean forests, where wisdom is still through its eternal glades of scarlet. Do not be the one to shiver in cobalt, yet oppose this violet facade and become submerged within the crimson grass. When the seams of spring start to overflow your vision with the grisly iridescence, chimes will scream with chains of ivory that will draw everything away from it. The moment you are about to fall, I urge you, ferociously fly to the ivory light until you cannot anymore. It will eradicate all vanity, freeing everything from the bane of thoughts. Let the bells of life waltz in silence, levitating towards a new qualm. --- Notes: I tried to make a lighter themed poem with this one. Not sure how well it worked out because I am so used to writing dark poetry. --- Dancing in Limbo I righteously prevailed, Topping the tearful towers Of my modest pretenses, Iridescence in ivory, Overwhelming the opal barriers Of what we call Hope. Garnet gathering together In the dungeons of my Despair, Naked with Neglect. It is a fortune, Yet perils unveiled The violently, Withering wails Once overt, Now nourished with all Qualms. Moments malfunction, Days disembark, Yet I lie here, Dancing Within the vines of Limbo, Wanting her hollow hands To bolster its banquets Once. --- Notes: I wrote this as a response to my sister blasting me for being apart of LGBTQA+. I definitely like writing darker, but taking a more modern take on it. --- Maili I excavate vicariously For the thundering droplets Upon our lavender lore, As my corpse deteriorates Against these blackened skies. Maili! Scissor through the skies, For I have conveyed sorrow, I have opened the gates To the treachery, Misguiding my malice. I clasp onto your ruby locks, Shivering stutters from my lips, Maili! Vivas Maili... Retribution is upon Our scandalous souls, My misdemeanant malice, Her horrific serenity, What was once pure, Is now garnished with gloom. Maili! I fathomed forbidden fruit For centuries before you, Yet time has clasped my sapphire, Time has disintegrated my ruby, Vanity has taken over my pearl, Envy has taken over my diamond, For what was once pure Is now enchanted with toxic. Goddess! Grace me with pain, Enchant me with wreathing wildfires, For now I exorcise myself And soar within my casket, Uttering pale pretentions, Maili! Amas...Maili! --- Notes: This was written about a year and a half ago, when I was having severe arguments with my ex girlfriend, who I once considered a best friend. We're on ok terms now, but I doubt we're gonna be friends like we once were. This was also somewhat of a coming out poem for those who would bash me because I was bi curious. I know I am rather gay or asexual though... --- The Gift I drank it, Every scar, Every burn Etched on my heart To please those Who love me. I ate it, Those words, Embedded within My nerves, Leaving me to Bleed, With broken fragments Of a dream. I felt it, My heart, Breaking, POUNDING For a way out Of this misery. I heard it, The screaming, Voices...voices Saving My memories Of this life. I smelled it, The anomaly stench Of what broke, Scarred, And left me Dismembered in Sorrow. I went off, Breathed, Distracted, Cried, But nothing...nothing Will heal These broken wounds. Then I saw it, The clouds Dissolving From the light Of everyone, Everyone I cherished, Reaching into my heart. I felt it, The embrace Of those In memory, Taking all this Toxicity, Leaving me to Heal. I heard it, The bells, Vibrating, Inviting me To stand by The iron gates, Etching my name Into the Earth Beneath my feet. I tasted it, The body, Changing, Sacrificed For every soul Baptized into Life for a Purpose. I thirsted for it, Every dream, All my fantasies To bring my fables, The very essence Of me To be happy. --- Notes: I made this poem when I felt real suicidal. It was...something I needed to get out of me, mainly because I felt cold, lonely, and loathed by others. It helped me with how I was feeling, and to really confront my feelings within the moments. --- Silence Part I I take the hands Of the clock, Spinning away My pain and Sorrow Back to its Roots. Vicious vipers Wrap their tails Around my Limbs, Circling, Draining each limb To limpness Of no Tomorrow. Black tides Envelop my Body, Draining the Very last breaths Of my Serenity, Joy, Leaving me In the void Of time itself. I enter it, The darkness Of my fated Abyss, Longing for Answers Towards the qualm That was never Questioned, Draining my Shivering eyes. Part II My limbs Are now prancing Around my mind, Leaving this Abandoned memory To drown Within these White sands. I take my arms, Wrap them around My botched Neck, Holding on Every ounce Of pain Shivering within The temple of My spine. I clasp my eyes, Ripping, Tearing them Out of my Head, Yet no screams Were heard As the black blood Spills over My neck. My porcelain tears Have reached My lips, Ripping at The seams Of my Muscles, Letting go Of what I am. My jaw Unhinges itself, Each half Ripping my ears Off of My head, Leaving me to Rot within The hidden abyss Of the silence. Part III All that remains Are the shallow Waves Within my Lonely corpse, Protecting The ice Surrounding My cryptic Heart. I see Apples Waltzing around My grey Chest, Now pounding At my Corpse, Eating my Veins. My hands Wrap around My heart, Crying, Bellowing For me to Live through Life with a Purpose. A tear Sheds from My head, Then I see my Hands Attached to My body. I’ve awakened Within the warm Embrace of my Spirit, Where I am The prophet And my body Is my Temple. --- Notes: This was the deepest poem I have written. I was feeling extremely suicidal when writing this, which made this poem another to help me cope with my feelings. I pretty much went hardcore with how I was feeling, especially since I did cut myself that day. I was crying when writing this, but I love the end result. --- Thanks for viewing! I'll be posting more~ |
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