Absence

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 14, 2025

My place My tomb Rest with no view of the world My desire Stronger than throughout the lifetime Dominates the forces of nature Conquers the worlds neatly hidden away from me. How beautiful it is to destroy one's body... Devoid of cognition... To learn How far To learn How far it hurts To learn I don't want you If only there was a way If but the tiniest spark Could meet the light. How wonderful it would be to give it back To share the taste To pass and offer the flame To be again To be the origin To be the death To be the life To be myself To be the God To be the God

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 14, 2025

I. I can speak again, Call you I. Forsaken, fading, ailing, void I am afraid now I. The great bear drowning in the sand And reaching out I, The one of endless sentiments I want to see, to be unchained I, a temple in the tempest I, once desired, haunted with eternal plague I, ready to swear no evil or pain can ever dwell in me I am leaving I, White, ethereal, Rising from the desert sands Craving for wanderers Silent sounds full of inward decay I am holding out a hand I, a temple in the tempest I, once desired, haunted with eternal plague I, ready to swear no evil or pain can ever dwell in me I am leaving

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 14, 2025

You were the life... My anonymous philharmonic All of my notes I composed for you For you were the music You were the sound I dreamed on throughout the wars And you absorbed and stifled tears Misfortunes and changes But you failed to feel me For you were all unchanged Talking about the same old things in the same old way 'Twas you who brought the rusty wheel, That defines what has been left of me You changed my spirit and you cast a spell on me Heavy breathing and piercing howl coming from the riverside You changed my spirit and you cast a spell on me Heavy breathing and piercing howl coming from the riverside And my streets were carved with the blood And the days of evil came You and your filthy image Your treacherous eyes filled with vermin and tempest Thoughts that struggled with wisdom You freed the vulture, thus vulture now they call me and vulture I am You forgot me I forgot you

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 14, 2025

She was always the one and only Strong Proud A mount of stone amid countless stares She, always lost in reflection so deep and distant, vaguely disturbing She, whose gist is hard to define Wanted to be properly understood Consistently lost in a long and stubborn slumber She... The wolf mother Full of concern And endless vigor Utterly sublime The finger of death across her chest The fear of the grave rising dreadfully Devoid of children, through tears she spoke of ultimate conversion And the destroyer came and left her nailed She was fading slowly Drifting back to her original solemn silence, Her extraterrestrial scarlet evanescing Leaving gray debris full of memories of unconditional love Tangled coils writhing quietly and dispersing In the shadows of the rocky throat The pearl gravel resting peacefully in its eternal place Forever casting its light Forever casting its light

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 14, 2025

Selfishly Never did we mention Theirs names Our names Lost in the image Born of reflections Of our prolific Imagination Convulsing with shivers With a single touch of the brush We quivered Never knowing why... We Dying for sheer simplicity We Searching for own eyes in the dark We We longed for solitude like for the light Like for the labyrinth of dusty paths for cat's endless meandering... We lost the sense of place and time, And the stars of our fate in the sky died out

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 14, 2025

You have waited eons to meet us Rising up high with your peaks touching the clouds Caressing them You made the sky smile 'Tis this blackness that affected you so As no one feels safe in the dark And children in the least Darkness is like a dreary and absymal slope of defeat Like the stone foals racing through the black ocean waves Emerging from a dreadful and ceaseless hall Where the air is heavy with broken promises That crashed down on a liar's head With the flutter of wings Like the stone foals racing through the black ocean waves The noise of hidden machinery begins to gradually disturb you... You Who turn rage into creation Covered with Dust Ice And lava You Entombed by ghosts Buried by reflections

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 14, 2025

And maybe it is the other way around If they're still alive haunting my frozen, rigid face And each time they visit they leave a spark Penetrating Suffocating Punishing me Punishing me They, The primal reason The force ripping from the bottom Forcing two moments in time to become one Two moments passing through space in unison For they are the sunken city of dreams An underwater friend For they are phantoms born of madman's delusions brought to life Or maybe it was the other way around And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death He had come like a thief in the night And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, And died each in the despairing posture of his fall And the flames of the tripods expired And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025