Submissions by VespertinePenumbra
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write mostly free verse or surrealist poetry. I write for me, and I'm sharing it with you. Interpret how you wish, glean what you like.
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2014 11:49am
3rd Sep 2014 11:49am
Lilith's Lover
I was created, a remarkable being
A stunning and beautiful thing,
And Lilith was my name.
I was the first womanly creature
Ever to be,
With long dark hair
And black feathered wings.
I said to Adam
That I would not lie beneath,
And for this
I was damned eternally
I was sent to some forsaken place
Where nothing would grow,
Where I walked along scorching shores
Until I was met
By the One from Below,
He said his name was Samael
And with him I could reside,
He made me queen
Of the night and his demons
And took me as...
A stunning and beautiful thing,
And Lilith was my name.
I was the first womanly creature
Ever to be,
With long dark hair
And black feathered wings.
I said to Adam
That I would not lie beneath,
And for this
I was damned eternally
I was sent to some forsaken place
Where nothing would grow,
Where I walked along scorching shores
Until I was met
By the One from Below,
He said his name was Samael
And with him I could reside,
He made me queen
Of the night and his demons
And took me as...
55 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2014 11:42am
3rd Sep 2014 11:42am
Fallen, In Love
I used to be the kind of devil
That sparked the Morning Star
We made love
And spawned the things
That terrorize men within their dreams,
But now my hands are soiled
And I know not where you lie,
My heartache has darkened
The vespertine sky,
How sorely I miss
My Lord of the Flies.
I write poems with no meaning
And stare at the moon
Wishing it all hadn't ended so soon,
I was spat out of a beautiful Hell
For breaking the Devil's heart
My poor Little Horn,
I'm afraid I've torn
Your sweet underworld apart
That sparked the Morning Star
We made love
And spawned the things
That terrorize men within their dreams,
But now my hands are soiled
And I know not where you lie,
My heartache has darkened
The vespertine sky,
How sorely I miss
My Lord of the Flies.
I write poems with no meaning
And stare at the moon
Wishing it all hadn't ended so soon,
I was spat out of a beautiful Hell
For breaking the Devil's heart
My poor Little Horn,
I'm afraid I've torn
Your sweet underworld apart
51 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Aug 2014 2:39pm
27th Aug 2014 2:39pm
The Perfect Creature
Your violet eyes are pale in the misty light of moon
The watery lantern casts sweet halos
About your shining hair,
Pearly prisms sparkling around your raven crown,
The dim pallor of many stars
Dusts the skin above your delicate bones,
The taunting shades of silvery dusk
Reflect upon thy brow,
Thy charming and sinister brow.
Most queenly, shadowy creature,
Glance upon my tattered form inconspicuously,
Your dark lashes assume the lusciousness
Of black butterfly wings,
Fluttering around the light
Of those sugar covered, bruise...
The watery lantern casts sweet halos
About your shining hair,
Pearly prisms sparkling around your raven crown,
The dim pallor of many stars
Dusts the skin above your delicate bones,
The taunting shades of silvery dusk
Reflect upon thy brow,
Thy charming and sinister brow.
Most queenly, shadowy creature,
Glance upon my tattered form inconspicuously,
Your dark lashes assume the lusciousness
Of black butterfly wings,
Fluttering around the light
Of those sugar covered, bruise...
84 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2014 2:11pm
27th Aug 2014 2:11pm
Celestial Being
Behold in dreams
The bringer of sleep,
Embodiment of illusion
And subconscious sorcery.
Celestial insignia aglow on her face,
Shining a milky spirit blue,
Ferocious pink hue of pure magenta skin
Infused with the faint sparkles
Of iridescent galactic residue
And gold dust static honeydew.
Eyes smudged
With the stuff of empty outer space,
Liquid purple milky way shimmers,
Mold plump pierced lips
Barely parted and poised
So the primal ectoplasmic soul
Will not make a vomitous escape.
Astral trance
In a rigid...
The bringer of sleep,
Embodiment of illusion
And subconscious sorcery.
Celestial insignia aglow on her face,
Shining a milky spirit blue,
Ferocious pink hue of pure magenta skin
Infused with the faint sparkles
Of iridescent galactic residue
And gold dust static honeydew.
Eyes smudged
With the stuff of empty outer space,
Liquid purple milky way shimmers,
Mold plump pierced lips
Barely parted and poised
So the primal ectoplasmic soul
Will not make a vomitous escape.
Astral trance
In a rigid...
47 reads
8 Comments
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