The unity of form and content is what distinguishes poetry from other areas of creativity. However, this is precisely what titanic work implies. Midnight by Gothickat (ebook pdf reader for pc TXT) 📖
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Darkness
The Darkness is black,
There’s no Light to found.
When you enter the Darkness,
There’s no turning back.
You are trapped,
Caught between the right,
And the wrong.
No matter your scream,
You’ll never be heard.
Forfeit you soul.
Just hand it in.
Here in the Darkness,
You’ll never need it again.
The Light calls out,
But you must not answer,
For you belong to the Darkness now.
Let Me Be
If there’s a Heaven,
I don’t want to go.
If there’s a Hell,
I don’t want to go.
I want to stay,
Here on Earth.
I want to be Eternal.
Make me a Creature of the Night,
Let me hunt my prey.
Let the Blood be in my mouth.
Let it be from a Human.
Let it be my curse.
Let the Blood be my punishment.
If it’s the cost to stay here on earth.
Black Wings
If I am an Angel,
Give me a pair Black wings,
Cast me out of Heaven,
Set me back on Land.
Let no glory be laid on me,
For I am a Dark Being.
You clearly can’t control me,
So set me free.
Lay a Curse on me,
If you might.
Still you fail to control me.
Lay me down,
And cast me out.
There no need for a wicked Angel.
Witch Cat
I am a Black cat.
I serve the witch.
She is tall and thin,
With her pointed hat.
I catch the mice,
That she brews.
I am her indentured servant.
I work for no pay.
All consider me evil.
If one should walk by me,
One jumps.
I Curse all those with bad luck.
If you should try to pet me,
I’ll tell you I bite.
I am a Black cat.
A Curse all who walk.
Sun Dies
If the Sun were to Die,
The Earth would be Black.
Hell would rule the world.
All Evil has just begun.
The Heavens would weep.
The Angels would cry.
The Light from the Sun,
Soon goes away.
Never to return to mankind.
With out the warmth,
Of the Light,
We all die with Despair.
Mirror Perfect
What would you do,
If your reflection came to Life?
A reflection that’s perfect.
No flaws at all.
No pimples to pop.
No tears to shed.
What if everyone loved this reflection of you?
You start to become see through.
Like you’re reflecting someone else.
You block the sun.
Sometimes steam up.
Looks like you became the reflection.
No skin left.
Just a big mirrored self.
Publication Date: 11-10-2010
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