Mourning Silence

Mourning Silence She fell from the skyBroken dreams upon her back Pulling her down to the ground Never looking back or over her shoulderShe was at peace with the thoughtburning up deep inside There was no horrorThere was no pain lingeringAll in a moment It was gone I saw her as brillianceI once saw herContinue reading “Mourning Silence”

A Single Rose

A Single Rose Melody and melancholy lies, I wear Thorns in my eyes blind to the truth. My words, my heart, bleeds mercilessly, I’d rather die than want to believe. I knock upon your scarlet door, you are thick mahogany within. Armoured, protected, lonely with a fear of being alone, there is no penetrating theContinue reading “A Single Rose”

What is Night

“What hath the night to do with sleep?”Honestly….. absolutely nothingThe night invites the creativeThe magick The imaginationIt is when the veil is loosed between common and immortal…. Where Insanity becomes the the norm Raven BLACK 🖤🥀

Haunted

Haunted The air before Spring has a certain nip. Dark and unexpected as you wait for the coming warmth. Catacombs and Rainbows fall with certain death while cemeteries, centuries old come to life doing the Charleston while a ragged moon seems to swoon kissing barren tree branches underneath already tired clouds, passing along in theContinue reading “Haunted”

Fall of Night

The Fall of Night Who am I but the harbinger of night and death. I circle above you in silence, I see visions of black and red. The innocent souls bleed for freedom, the guilty cry out against their fates. The time for judgement has passed along as what transpires is according to their ownContinue reading “Fall of Night”

Waiting on Ghosts

https://birthingghosts.wordpress.com/2017/04/09/birthing-ghosts/ Birthing Ghosts by Luci Lane My favourite poetess / writer, she has taken me to the deepest depths of life and fulfillment. Her words are magicK, her voice both excites and comforts me. And SHE has allowed me to empower myself and see that living is love and is better shared with a twinContinue reading “Waiting on Ghosts”

What Hath Night To Do with Sleep

“What hath the night to do with sleep?”Honestly….. absolutely nothingThe night invites the creativeThe magick The imaginationIt is when the veil is loosed between common and immortal…. Where Insanity becomes the the norm Raven BLACK🖤🥀

Dreamers Dream

Dreamers Dream Dreamers dream, and castles form in imaginary white plumes deep in cobalt skies. It is here my Love, that I wish Nothing more than to spend this day and all others with you! Where? It does not matter. The volcanic rich soil of Hawaii,the peak of Red Urulu in Australia where the AboriginiesContinue reading “Dreamers Dream”

Dangerous Thoughts

Dangerous Thoughts There was a certain bliss Being out in the open… Freedom, excitementUnbridled lust that couldNot and would Not be tamed They were vampyre They were immortalThey were eternal loveThey were MagicK in their ways There was a silent chill in the airHe was more than passion with herTrading roles and she lit hisContinue reading “Dangerous Thoughts”

Valentine

Happy Valentine’s Day I want you hereI want to tasteThe sweet crimsonFlow from neck And thighs My Queen the one Whisper to meYou want it all MB93LL🖤🥀

Heart of the Raven

Heart of the Raven Wild heartUntamed smileRaven hairHer allureIntoxicating Black Raven’s feathersGlisten beneath the moonlightThump Thump ThumpPagan drums fill the airCaught in an instantThat could NotThat Would NotEver be forgottenFor the world became Alive Piercing eyesPenetrate the veilThe tip of midnight beakPoints in the direction ofTomorrow The soaring of Raven soulTouches the wing of loveTheContinue reading “Heart of the Raven”

Scarlet Woman’s Ghost

93/93Jack Parson’s Scarlet Women #OTO #Thelema #Crowley #Cameron Scarlet dreams beneath venetian blinds a warm breeze comes through the bedroom window, waltzing across linen sheets. Velvet skin and limbs, tied together in knots making promises, with their eyes that forever could not deny. Nocturnal wilderness, harbors magick and butterflies, bonfires stoke the pyre of fleetingContinue reading “Scarlet Woman’s Ghost”

Six Lines/ A Pain Endours

Six Lines/ A Pain Endours She comesand she is feltby mourning breathalong with silencefaceless shadowsserpentine desire She comesas raven clawthe huntressthe golden chalicethe holy torchUnspoken vaticination She comes with wild eyeslying heartdesperate intentionsFuneral grandeurTo ghost the innocent She CameAnd destroyedBreaking PromisesHiding her facewithin her actionLaughing at his pain   MB93  2023🌒🌕🌘  SMIB  93/93

In Daylight

In Day Light I’m Dancing, and there is no sound. I dream my shadow, is you against the wall. We don’t age, we are eternal in this luminous brilliance of pain and existance. We are Vampyre.*(Video)* ❣️🦇🍷 🐈‍⬛🥀🌙 There are some stories that are too long and painful to put to script. We make attempts,Continue reading “In Daylight”

Do You Remember

Do You Remember What do you rememberWhat do you remember about MEDo you rememberWhat was meant to beOrWas that just an illusionNothing but a Dream I dreamed I’ve held onto hopeI’ve held onto darknessI’ve held onto comfort,in simple memories Do you rememberThe way you made me smileThe way you could make me laughas the worldContinue reading “Do You Remember”

The Vampyre Coven

The Vampyre Coven In the darkness we thrivebeneathe the moonwe come to lifewe are born before the sunwinter’s child has just beguncemetery gates open widethe raven soars the end is nighcandles blown in the windthe vampyre coven secret sin MB932023SMIB93/93🌒🌕🌘

Shadows

Shadows Shadows swell Ebb and flowLike lunar tides Selene ridesHer chariotAcross the sky Artemis and HekateBeing OneVirgin and Magick Of the UnderworldLift the spell ofWinter’s frostAs PersephoneReturns to host MB932023 for Frankie Pearson 🌒🌕🌘(tomorrow I turn the magicK 53)🌙

You

You Morning sunBreathing freshInnocent newborn airMy heart is filled raptureLove falling from cumulous skyFeeding me like manaI am whole, but more With youKnowing that life Is understanding weather cyclesPrepared for daily changesBeing centered in the NowPutting faith in All….Keeping the one you loveSafe from torrid stormsA gentle wind carries who I amTo the beating ofContinue reading “You”

Victims Aren’t We All

Victims Aren’t We All We died that nightBecoming gods from mortalsI trusted you, I gave my heartIt was cut from me With a switchblade knife Ouroboros tail to mouthThe Silver moon shines eternalCandles burn in the loftThat We we’re supposed to share “I love you” painted on the wallMy blood not yet driedI feel theContinue reading “Victims Aren’t We All”

No Pressure

No Pressure It usually didn’t rain in southern California, but when it did the arid infrastructure wasn’t designed to hold even the smallest amount of seasonal rain at all. Great muddy puddles of yesterday’s would stretch from the center of the street all the way through to the depths of broken sidewalks of tomorrow’s. EachContinue reading “No Pressure”

Beauty and The Goat

Beauty and the Goat Bend and swoonUnderneath a Harvest moonYou are the goddess of beautyI am the ugly beast of burden I will always love you in the ways That cannot be perceived by men. I will follow you as Persephone into dark harshness if the underworld. Grab me by the horns, and do whatContinue reading “Beauty and The Goat”

Moments

Moments Moments tumble, fumble, throughthe darkness into an empty haze.Poor satellite images signalthrough, the black and the whitefilm Noir chic alabaster skin. Reflections mirror pain andloneliness that can only becaptured by a million maybetomorrows. This wasn’t the Deal. It wasn’t in thecards. The echoes of brokenpromises that leave their marketched and burned as yet anotherwarningContinue reading “Moments”

Who Am I?

Who Am I? But the luckiest guy in the worldstill scratching his headHe loses himself In thoughts of“What did I do to deserve Her?” He… was still a child at heartHe believed in Camelot, MagicKand fairy tales, even green menthat lived on the moon. He looked for messages that the universe would leave Him! SecretContinue reading “Who Am I?”

Writing 101- Exposing the Truth in Parables

The publishers have said that immature posts, false claims and name calling only damages the reputation of the said “poet” or “small press” aka KDP Amazon Now!!!!Written with truth and purpose these negative statements can harmlessly be shown light upon rather than celebrating their caustic and toxic lies and slander. While written with taste, truth,Continue reading “Writing 101- Exposing the Truth in Parables”

Unheard Melody

Unheard Melody It didn’t matter who he was anymore. A silent matchstick just hoping to catch the last breath of flame to reignite , something before everything else around him died. There was nothing conventiental in his thoughts or actions. He used to believe in “The Great Hope”. He used to believe in brilliant tomorrows,Continue reading “Unheard Melody”

Rolling

Rolling Lowriders Pachuco stylesWhite Walls Cruising for miles Ray-Ban born tanCat eyeliner In Levi jeans Police raidsRazor fadesBumper to bumperDown Whitier Blvd. This was the placeAction electricityGasoline smilesTwo lane speedways Spic chic Lolita titsThe American dream Taking us from behindWatch your ass!I carry a blade… Pigs stashing rigsBrown tar balloonsWere Never our gigOne by oneContinue reading “Rolling”

Rain

Rain Rain comes down More Emotions flood Streets and Avenues Along St. Vincent Sister Mary cries again For Her lone Begotten Son Rene🥀💋

Morning

Morning There was only a little darkness left, as the morning slowly started to raise her tired eyes, and there was nothing I wanted more in the world than to join her, as she brings me a comfort that I’ve never experienced before, nor realized I desired so badly. It was somewhere between these thoughtsContinue reading “Morning”

Forest Song

Forest song Lost In miserable darknessRunning AwayLooking for DeathLooking for LoveYou’re fading awayYou’re fading awayStanding aloneJoining the treesJoining the treesYou are OneYou are OneYou have foundHome

Sad Song for Dracula

Sad Song for Dracula These … were lonely nightsLonely nights filled nothingnessNothingness filled his undead lifeHis undead life filled with a sunless skyLes Fleurs du Mal hung on the wallThe pained cry of of the harmon muteBrings cold tears drops from chandelierA silent reign of blood forsaken abodeThis empty hunger grows and it growsMemoirs decayingContinue reading “Sad Song for Dracula”

Down The Lane

Down on the Lane The hazel autumn whispersBrought tears to my eyesBrought tears to my eyesI have never been touch beforeNo never like this No Never like thisWild Raven hair reaches for meI surrender myselfI surrender myselfIf wind had a name would it comedown the LaneI put her to my lipsI put her to myContinue reading “Down The Lane”

Tele-Revolución

Tele-Revolución The things you will seethe harshest of truthsComes changing like seasonsWe’re once red, white, and blueThe boldness, divisionThe country doth quakeTaken to sidesThere is no mistakeWith a loud roaring thunderThe people should riseLike a tremendous TsunamiPreparing to dieTake back the freedomsSet cannons a fireWe must come togetherWith United desire MB93

Eye of Horus

Eye of Horus~ Symbol of the ancientsDeep Egyptian magicKProtection HealthRestorationBefore the timeOf Atlantis The tales before Egyptian lore Horus lost his eye to Seth Then the eye was recoveredBy Hathors’ mystical process Alchemy, making whole and healing from withinThe symbol of Horus’ Eye Believers use in amulets. MB93LL 🖤🥀

Fall from Grace

Fall from Grace It seems as thoughI’m Not as strong as I thought I once had been The boy in the blue jeansThat falls from an oak treeStruggles to maintain his Breath Had climbed Higher and HigherTo dizzying heights how beautifulThe world had seemed to him Grasping at ravens with love in his eyes ThenContinue reading “Fall from Grace”

Concrete Juice Bar

Concrete Juice Bar Tammy LoveOn her knees at 1 am 42 Street givingelbow grease and jiffy wax to Jumpin Johnny’s Hot Rod Cock inside a dimly lit Buddy Booth …cigarette burned linoleum …. opentin of Moroccan hash, a slab of black bun tar Fanned out bell bottoms on fine fine Black Ass, inrollers and wavesetContinue reading “Concrete Juice Bar”

As Real As It Gets

As Real as It Gets You wonder why i panicIf you do, i have good reasonIf you say to me, “I’ll be right Back”I hold my breath and count each second that passes by. I want to be your hero, i long to be your love, i reach down deep inside myself am i strongContinue reading “As Real As It Gets”

Wasted Angel

Wasted Angel Wasted angelGargoyle rooftopsguardiansSee the cummingOfSinister Samdressed inshadowsarmed with     switch blade                  Talents He can carve his Name Into anybody’s soul All aboardLast reproachHeremains aloneIn a distant           Dusty seat Of the LastScheduledPassenger cartheL trainSlowly rollsaway… Three stops laterAt precisely 12:05am(the dicks would later call in) BrandishingHis knife-edgedneon IntentExposes her breast In Full form In publicContinue reading “Wasted Angel”

The Day We Meet

The Day We Meet Is it krazeee that I wanta royal palaceA place to escape toand share my life I long to cherishSomething moreHold a shooting starIn the palm of my handUnderstanding freedomIs both letting goand desire The surrounding keepWith floral windowsof blue lavender andThe scent of Baby’s breathGathered just before winterFor sacred oils andContinue reading “The Day We Meet”

The Hobo Code(part 1)

The Hobo Code(part 1) Crossing The MotherlandX’s & O’s Tic Tac ToeNever any winnersThe hunger grows The fire tells storiesWithin the eye of the Flame and Smoke crown riseInto the night sky BlackSootSkinBlood The Hobo CodeMarks in wooden polesSecret language of the freeThe invisible breathe Switchblade voicesRise and fallCoffee stained heart beatsWithin skeletal ribcagesBrittle HollowContinue reading “The Hobo Code(part 1)”

Reflection

Reflection Sullenly lostSleep walking Through lifeOne footIn front Of the OtherKris Kringle sang My heart Feels hollow Bang bangingWithin this Hollow cage Of bone Alone And the windCuts deep Of memoriesThat were neverBirthed And I find my reflectionLooking back at meIn a rain puddle Of tearsThat laysBeforeMy feet And With The reflectionI see you /Continue reading “Reflection”

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