Enter the Silence

axtar! how I speak with morbid words? my hope! how I smile in the mourner world? my love! how I endure my dreadful thought? my moon! how I cry in these days of droll? uncage your slave from the snowy noughts. steer Emerna to your gloomy browns. embrace me and kiss me, appease me and kill me in your love. tear my heart and sing how I die. my love! I can't stay in this world of white. please, create a full world for this void. unhand me in your gloom.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

the deep sacrosanct dejection, in my dark majestic love. a blackest sightless silence smites, my so soft slothful screams. researching in nought-lands, the gracious lost rays of moon. and wending mourner, the lightless endless aimless path. with no truth and lie I think, to my untruth and unreal exist. with grief and tear and fear I sleep, in a dreamlike bosom of who is away. with wound and sword and blood I battle, inside of me against myself of dead. with no and no and no and no and not, I answer the life's uncaused questions. where is my lost ray? far away I know so far away in nought, in void, in fiction, in delusion, in portrait, in song, in poem, in mind. far away in me so far away in me.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

resumption of life in an unreal day. revisioning the earth by colorless eyes. awaiting hopeless for desired life. with beautiful purporsts of accidents. leaving the innocent love because of accidence and real. leaving the innocent moon because of remorseless darkness. captive in a trap between two simple answers. captive in traps of meanings captive in knowledge. how I begin again and how I deceive myself? how I believe in lies and how I accept non existence? how I suffer the reality of existence? and how I suffer my unreal purporsts? how I believe in love and how I believe in hate? please someone tell me how I stay here? how I stay in dreams? how I stay in whites? how I live in death? how I die in lies? how I see my truth? how I paint my look? how I write my poem? how I sing my song? how I feel my love? how I hate my foe? how I stay with mind? how I stay with lie? how I feel my love?

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

in nowhere of thought, where meanings are growing, I have a lost meaning, I have a lost love. where is my mythic love? and where is my moon, my idol? her res, her exist, her nature, her meaning, her all is so far in existence and non existence. axtar! I would not this destiny we wrote, but I've not meanings in life. axtar! I would not this destiny we wrote, but I did for your salvation. I'm void and nought and dead and dark. your exist was outwearing by me. axtar! I would not this destiny we wrote, but I can feel my incoming insanity. I'm lover, I don't want your erosion. I'm sick, I don't want your sickness. I'm dead, I can't see your dying. I'm dark, I hate your darkness. I'll stay in oath until my falling. I'll stay in wake until my sleeping. I'll stay in troth until my death. I'll stay in love until my insanity. I'll stay in drunk.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

black symphonies of death, reflecting in my mind. the time is time of leaving, the night is night of quiet. in darkest shrouded time, I'm dancing with my death. I kiss my bloodred sword, I embrace my frozen flesh. deliverance from life, releasing from pain. forever fading in dust, and in silence of this cage. destruction and demolition, reversing and subversion. disintegrate of breath, disintegrate of flesh. and listening silence, discovering secrets, infirmity of thought, in the last breath in death. and blindness of insight, as sword is kissing vein. and silence in hearing, as mind remembers her. I've lost my sacred love, I've lost my deepest purporst. I've lost my lunar hopes, I've lost my shining game. remembering her smile, remembering her face. remembering her hands, remembering her smell. and remembering her voice when she was weeping dew. and remembering her eyes when she was sleeping glad. and remembering her life when life is ending quite. and remembering her death when death excruciates. this is the price of love I'll pay in its time. this is the price of thought I paid in my life. my love and my thought are fading in my polity. my life and my death are fading in my insanity.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I saw the nature of cosmos. I have belief in obsolescence. no res can stay forever in a form. no one can stay. I'm living with a theorem I discovered. I'm dying by a secret I expose. who can see my insanity and brain? who can see my positive destruction? I hope to insanity for salvation. I hope to mistaking in words. I hope to oblivion, delirium. I hope to psychosis, stupefaction. forgive me if I expose these secrets. forgive me if I expose my words. forgive me if I expunge humanity. forgive me if I unveil this universe.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

remember my truth I never have. I'm fallen and torn, captive in dreamlands. but with waiting for nothing. I'm dead, surviving in this morbid air. with no dream and wish and desire. I'm playing is songs and poems and portraits. with no hope to future of Darkart. I'm tearing for my dearest one I left her alone. with no will to return. because I have a contagious sickness in my existence. hails, my precious. listen the rain globs as remembrance of our tearful age. listen to my croon and smile. how much the life is slight for your sacred love. how much the existence is small for your spiritual exist. still can you feel my grief? still can you hear my heart? I'm here to tell you once again, I have exist for your existence. I'm the nature of night for your gracious rays. if I've merit. but stay away from me. I have a contagious sickness. forgive my eccentric love. I worship you. my god! my moon! axtar!

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

I'm dancing with gray flames of love, I'm crying. I remember my thought and my sickness, I'm dancing. I'm dying in my forgotten corner of insanity, I'm crying. I'm destroying myself in an inner fight, and still I am dancing. in lost night of love, in myth and dream, in moon and grief, in dark and cruelty, in lover's sickness, in grandeur of sweetheart, in shame of insanity, in this disgrace of dark, in dancing with flames, in dying in grief, in corner of tears, in lost night of love, in all meanings of lost, I can see my insanity. I can see my sickness, and I can see just regret. I'm dancing with gray flames of love, I'm crying. I remember my thought and my sickness, I'm dancing. I'm dying in my forgotten corner of insanity, I'm crying. I'm destroying myself in an inner fight, and still I am dancing. blood, tear, grief, in my dancing.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

my hands are cold and my heart is sick. I'm drunken of grief and wine is bitter. for my pain I wish the wine of love. that sweet poison of love, I desire, I pray, I need. I know the silence of my solitude. I feel my silent destruction. I hallow the grief of love. I cry in this silent gloom. and the wind's croon is silent, and ravens are silent, and solitude is silent, in my silent destruction. my hands are cold, her hands are so far. my heart is sick, I can't hear her heart. I'm drunken of grief, she's mourning for love. my wine is bitter, her inebriety is grim. I wish the wine of love, she needs my love. I need the sweet poison, she needs my heart. I know the silence of my solitude, she's alone in day. I feel my silent destruction, she is silent in her life.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

obsolescence and erosion of breath, staring to the existence of a life. unresting by meaning of death, discovering dim purporst of real. departing to a silence unheard, and merging with a positive erosion. condemning all visions and dreams, it's the time of axception of destruction. it's the moment I ascribe that to death, it's leaving perceptions of life. it's stroll in disharmonic ingredient, it's the time of departure to the void. and expiring sixth sense and sensation, and smiling to the universe operation. and asking for reasons of essence, and weeping for beauties of life. recollecting perceptions moribund, recollecting hate and grief and joy. recollecting sounds and words and hues, recollecting love and night and moon. believing mechanism subversion, elemental analysis transformer. beholding demising perceptions, unhanding obscuring definitions. perceptions are fading by exhaustion, in this moment of swift as half-blink. and how many a dead has poetries of death-time, but no one will ever hear them. and however this life has not beauty, and however this century and history have not, and however the existence and cosmos have not, but I am generating my beauties in nought. because I am a homo and we have the brain. we lived by words we devised for thousands of years. we translated physical acts, by our figurative intellects. and now we have a limited figurative world. death to the existence. death to me.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

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the time has never begun and it will never end, may poetic say it's nil? ingredients revolve inside of an infinite blackness, may poetic say it's nil? there is no symphonic behavior, just a chaotic conflict across the universe. our centuries are a moment in receding of planets, like the falling shatters of a res. neverending natural cycles, in far beyond the beautiful sphere of our tiny earth. but completely there is nothing marvelous, when I know the hypocrisy of material. and again this stony world will be smoke, in remorseless embrace of a black void. then quietly and cryptic another world, maybe a watery universe will create itself. life and death are just words, I say these are actions of an incontrovertible nature. nothing life is true and nothing death is real, we need some physical words to continue. and I sigh because there is no beauteous fiction, left in the gloomy mind. with all my ignorance, I cry can't suffer this physical view anymore. now may I poetic say it's nil? I'm like the nature, inconsistent and repugnant. like the water on fire or death on life, now I hate my own thought however I made that. I love my flesh but I cut I love my love, but I hate I love my life but I wish to die. I can't do that because I know, there is no one beyond the stars who takes my illusive soul. by the name of nought in far beyond this time, in far beyond this space, in a gloomy silent blackness I'm searching for embrace. like flying aimless ashes on wanderer weary winds, I'm drifting like a torpid in the abyss seas of grief. I wish to find my quiet when blackness shows the way, I'll be the nymph of death, I'll swim so far away. to where the dreams are dead, to empty depths of silence, by the name of nought and lust, I'll sleep in the bed of absence. for what you left me dying in nowhere of my thought? you know yourself there's nothing in the nature but nought. for what you left thy love alone in a corner? for what you left my heart alive in its grave? for what you left me dead? I hate ...

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

nought ... vivacious in shining gardens. when god absolves your ignorance. sleeping with shadows of cedars. you love your life and this joyance. you pray for your chilish desires, to something you never felt. to something you never saw. to someone you never have. it's for when you are sunken inside lies, where you don't belong. descending in baseless emptiness. revolving inside of nought. and anguished by disjointed perceptions, in illusive incoherent thought. invisible discordance of time. indeterminate sense into pace. and tearful by disjointed perceptions, in unreal silence of grief. it's for when you are drifting inside of reality, where you really are. believe me there's nothing than nothing. it's immense cycle and cypher. you think not I know what I say. you think not I know what I say. just feel that discordance of nature. believe in erosion of creature. deny those illusive perceptions. and accept your natural depression. believe in resumption of death. believe in departure of breath. I saw a disorder in motions. I saw those repugnant emotion. and forget sensations you sought. then fall into silence of nought. you think not you knew what I said. you think not you know what I'll say. for I saw that infinite twister blackness, drowned its creatures in its absolute gloom, and thence whatever we know, is positive obscurity of an absent reality, no more. you are sunken in that gloom and this is not life, because gradually you outwear, to complete a cycle. be sure you'll never hide from erosion and revival, that's epidemic. now if you think you have a soul, I should to say that's nothing except your nerves, that will stop with natural erosion of your luscious flesh. a glorious materialistic death. now you can curse your parents, or hate this stupid humanity and their daydream. you can cut your flesh with a razor, or you can call the police or emergencies. or you can ... what am I talking about? ... I think not ... let ... I look again ... Ok I was a child and my dad hurt ... what? ... am I insane? ... where I am? ... what am I talking about? ... what am I talking about? ... what's this darkness? ... please somebody tell me what's wrong with me? ... no I'll be fine I'm sure ... I'll be fine ... and I'll be there again, yeah ... no I don't know, I'm not sure, I'm not sure ... psychosis? ... what? ... cycle? ... emptiness? ... emptyness? ... huahaa ...

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

and I feel this breakdown of time, the squalor of memories. nothing is real except the unreal. just living in a past forgotten, just staring at a paused time. where we are is so huahaa beautiful, but the dirt is in my brain. I hate you all for me in that silence was death and only death. could you hear me? no you couldn't, you all are deaf, you all are deaf. you all are asleep worms in nowhere of my grave to eat my dreams, to dry my tears, to thieve my ears, to seize my wills and to kill my feel. aren't you? I'll rive your heads, I'll cut your necks, I'll drink your blood and I'll eat your flesh. I'll rend your hearts, I'll snatch your eyes, I'll fuck your loves and I'll watch your smash. I need your crash to watch your flour, in bloody shore of your decanter whore, I'm sure you'll drown in uretic seas, when I want to kill you stupid feas. damn you all sometimes I've fear from absence of life. and sometimes I stare at bloodstained on knife. sometimes I'm dead when I drown into nought. and sometimes I ask where are beauties I sought? sometimes I pray for something like love. sometimes I die and sometimes I fly. sometimes I know there is nothing more than gloom. but sometimes I cry I've fear from this doom. sometimes I dance with rakish rays of darkness. and sometimes I sleep on bloody breast of blackness. sometimes I search a world out of sight. and sometimes I wish for mourning in the night. sometimes I lost, I lost myself I think. and sometimes I find, I find myself so sick. sometimes I drift, I wrest myself in a cycle. and sometimes I see that's nothing just a cypher. sometimes I want, I wish to back again. but sometimes I remind renewal of this chain. sometimes I need, I need to live in lightness. and I suddenly remember I'm no one, yeah, the Lightless.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

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I had to elect this ambiguous mendacity, because of your stench, your septic veracity. the subjective reality of rejected universe, is smudge on sham essence of reality. determinated questions around the exist. and bottomless wounds on my mental sheet. cryptic quality of my destroyed past, I feel it, behind the spaceless glare of gloomy specter. where are those true prophets to deceive us? to unfix me of enduring the weight of nought. no answer for being's aimless conduct. and I see all in the purest bodily insight. that terrible rue of unfounded proofs is the same, reply of a doubt that adjudged world as idle !!!!!!! no ... spontaneous in horror, lachrymose I laugh, to disaster of that answer, I bring for my own real existence. I laugh ... time: the ludicrous construe of undoubted stagnant be. world: pathetic notion of unfathered exist. absence: a poetic object in beyond immeasurability. exist: limited intelligence on being's actual whatness. motion: mutilated definition for self-transforming world. immensity: tolerable reasoning for an unbelievable thing. perception: composite of arranged results for disharmonic vains. truth: a man-worshipper sight to hide my misanthropic plans. ... and obstreperous silence of my sob-stained poem, is horrendous screech in banquet of those songster deafs ... Blackmetal

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

an outwearing gleam inside of those breathers. beholding the dawn of a devious. and arriving in a place full of ingredients. an unsightly mill, slow, still, alight, horrid and beauteous. who was thinking through rotten forms of a mute place? incurable pain by excess of a beast aware, in serenity of thought. ... and he was drowning in wonder by candle's fall. shattering the solitude of hunter, who was lurker of a sad, in desire of paramour's amenity. woe! ... bemoan reincarnation of eye which was lucid. ... and then at a marvel time, in midst of mirrors place, sunken in showing a bright picture of familiar untouchables. a bowl which was slaking throat of disciple, fallen in trap. a dark which was embracing mania of mind claws, which is drowning silent into depths. ... and moments were stilling quick, weary claws from clawing, stayed in a way for ever. ... and paramour did silence and stayed calm, in desire of the end's bitter dream. ... stayed calm ... in desire of the end's bitter dream.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025