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Showing posts with label gothic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gothic. Show all posts

Saturday, February 18, 2023

Stranded

 





Stranded


On an island in an ocean
Like a fish out of the sea
I am stranded like a shipwreck
With no one to rescue me.

In a desert without water
Dying slowly of my thirst
I am empty in my spirit
With my soul about to burst.

'Neath a sun that shines no warmth
And a sky bereft of star
I have no compass here to guide me
For I don't know where you are.

You have left me by the wayside
You have plunged me to despair
You have torn our bonds asunder
Left my love just standing there.

I don't know where I belong now
I can't navigate alone
There's no place to lay my head now
And no heart to call my home.

I am stranded, I am stranded
Robbed of all my joy and mirth
On an island in an ocean
On this sad and sun-less Earth.





©by Voo Shining Stone
Feb 18, 2023


Monday, October 26, 2020

Are You Afraid?

 


The Last Butterfly
by
Wodkah





Are You Afraid?


Are you afraid? she asked of me
But I answered not her query
For I was much, so much afraid
But thrilled and much and very.

So long I'd waited for her call
So long I'd dreamed of this
Waiting for her promises
Waiting for her kiss.

And dreamless nights had turned me back
When no dream could be found
And I had wandered far and long
On wearied feet and ground.

Waiting on her special isle
Beyond the field of flowers
I sought her every tear-stained night
And waited many hours.

Until my heart had given up
And I turned myself away
To leave that place, with saddened face
And then I heard her say.........

My love, where goeth thou this night?
Why hast thou lost thy dream?
I've watched thee, lo, these many moons
Hidden by the stream.

I made a path of roses
I sang a lover's song
I lit for you a shining light
I waited all night long.

But you looked in all the wrong places
You heard not my sweetened tune
Your tears put out the candle's glow
And your darkness hid the moon.

Come here, beloved, come to me
Rest your weary head
I'll tell you tales to make you well
Of living things and dead.

See how my dark eyes shine for you?
See how my sweet lips smile?
I am a mystery, this is true
But in me, you'll find no guile.

I feel your heart like a thousand drums
Press against my own
I feel your blood rush through that heart
Like it's racing to get home.

Shh!!! Don't speak, don't say a thing!
There's time enough for words
I only want this sweet communion
That our two hearts have heard.

I know you've searched a long long time
And I have evaded you
But I had to prove unto myself
That you, my love, were true.

I'm not like other maidens
Who tease and employ tears
For if you make me weep, my love
I simply disappear.

And all you'll see is a fading glimpse
Or a shadow of my smile
You may hear a snippet of my song
And in dreams, hold me a while.

But not for long and not always
Will your eyes behold my face
For the shadows will take me if I cry
To a dark and dream-less place.

Until my heart is healed and whole
And my soul is once more well
For up till now, no man has learned
To break this cursed spell.

Are you the One, my beloved one?
The man to set me free?
For if you're not, turn now and run
And let this maiden be.

For if you're not, turn now and run
And let this maiden be............




©by Voo
Oct 28, 2018
8:40 p.m.

I will Always love you


Wednesday, August 12, 2020

let that devil be

























let that devil be



perpetrating storm

she lied with sunshine
flattering with a look
that belied her cold disdain


patronizing innocence

she became my heart's betrayer
falling in with clear skies
she became my drowning rain


truth was not one of her gifts

nor was it in her nature
sincerity's beguiling dance
a trap I dropped into


 red rose scent upon her skin

it hid the smell of danger
luscious lips and snake skinned hips
and dark clouds in the blue


seducing like a sideshow

in the eyes of curiosity
in the latter days of childhood
before the boy became the man


I threw my money at her feet

and entered at her bidding
left my soul at her front door
and I've not seen it again


flashing pretty darkness

the morning fled forever
redemption's promise blazed and burned
and the rays of sun were gone


swallowing me like a sugary treat
she wiped her hands and mouth
threw me in with a thousand men
and her lair became my home


perpetrating storm

she lied with sunshine
her hands of sin are never full
and now they're holding me


if you should hear her honeyed voice

don't listen to her calling
turn your ears from her sweet song
and let that devil be.

Red Rose With Spider Web Tattoo | Web tattoo, Spider web tattoo, Spider web
©by Voo
Sept 24, 10
2:36 a.m.

Thursday, July 23, 2020

Black Like The Night repost













Black Like The Night
.
.
She wore black like the night
Downtown in that little dive of darkness
I watched her from my bar stool;
Nursing my beer and my recently shattered, manly pride.
.
Somehow, I couldn’t see her in a place like this
She looked mythical, like a creature rising from a song
Long, black hair and eyes like midnight;
I wanted to fall into them but I held back.
.
I wondered if she was a spell caster
Or evil masquerading as sweetness
We stared across the dim lit noisy room;
Until my soul could no longer resist.
.
I wanted to buy her champagne
But they didn’t have any
I wanted to take her for a walk on the moon;
But I knew she’d already been there.
.
When I came to myself, night was fading
I was in the middle of a dream at the edge of the world
I opened my eyes and saw her standing on the water;
Beckoning me with music in her fingers.
.
Her smile was like honey, but it was not warm
Still, I starved for her and reached out as I stood
I heard a murmur as I stumbled in the dark trees;
But no matter how hard I reached, I could not touch her.
.
She was an angel, she was a demon
She was a siren and a premeditated crime
Taunting me with whispers till I ran screaming;
I fell into the black water and plunged to my despair.
.
But that was then and this is now
Now I sit on a different bar stool in a different dive
It’s midnight and I have no pride left in me at all;
And there she is, wearing black, and shining like a promise.
.
She beckons me and I follow, as she knows I will
As I do when the madness calls and I am lost
She carries the keys to my desperation;
And she always finds me.
.
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©By Voo
August 1, 08
five after midnight