#poem by me

[mywitchydarkness]

Fingertips burn, lips collide,

Breathless moans, no place to hide.

Teeth on skin, a fevered crave,

Drowned in lust, we misbehave.

No mercy, love, no sacred vow-

Take me, wreck me, here and now.

☽◯☾

[the-banks-of-lethe]

Xaire Hypnos, the Night-Wanderer

Hypnos Nyktipolos // Night-wanderer

! This epithet for Lord Hypnos was made in the modern times, this is not conducive to any historical records of Hypnos [though was used for other deities] !

Rejoice in he who wanders at night! Patrolling the streets; Lulling all he meets at bedroom windows, Straw made nests; And store bought doghouses; To a restful night of slumber, succumbing to his alluring embrace; Yearning for more when lovely Eos rises, Saying their goodbyes with a yawn and stretch to greet the day.

Praise he who wanders the earth at night, giving sleep to all, Hypnos!

[thisferalpoet]

excerpt by me <3

[a-void-home]

[aureumaze]

december speaks in frost,

and whispers of ghosts.

the air bites like an old promise,

heavy with yesterdays.

it's lingering in the quiet.

december settles like an old wound,

aching beneath the snow.

it's a thief, stealing warmth.

—a.m

[alice-syndrome-archived]

All shipping is okay.

If you don't like it go away,

Instead of ruining an artists day,

With a slanderous and hypocritical display.

[annagxx]

She Deserved the Light All my life, there was only dark, so I became my own small spark. A lonely glow, a fragile flame, but it was mine—I had no shame. Through endless voids, I swam alone, my light, my guide, my heart, my home. But then I saw a glow unknown, not made by me, not mine—its own. I reached, I trusted, I let go, and in that warmth, I lost my glow. Now here I lay, the fight was long— I made my light, but I was wrong. She fought, she burned, she shined so bright, and still, she lost—she deserved the light.

-कashak

[cpyyder]

I want to go out more. and I want to take pictures of myself. I want to be with my friends. and I want to hold hands. and spin around barefoot. on fresh grass. and we are laughing so much I need you to show me I’m real. you try to take your hands away from mine. I need you to tell me I’m real. and I’m clutching. and I’m shaking. and I’m begging. and you’re not laughing anymore. why aren’t we laughing anymore? but I never was. everything is blurry and my cheeks are wet. I am praying that I exist.

[chand-ki-priyatama]

I forgot how to love

Now I no more feel those butterflies

The glint in my eyes lies

So dim , so dull

Almost as if it's gone

i do not know how to love

Perhaps my heart has forgotten

Forgotten ~ how to love

I always prayed to the once up above

To bestow me with a love

Which feels more than love

But now I stand in a hazy maze

When once my head was filled with craze

Craze ~ to love and to be loved madly

When once I would have

Sufficed my life gladly

Just to be loved by the one I love

Firstly I struggled to unlove

But now my heart has forgotten its own depths

Perhaps my heart has forgotten how to love

I forgot how to love

The only thing which kept me sane

But now ,

I forgot how to love ~K.Y 💗

[mywitchydarkness]

"𝔸 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖’𝕤 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣"

ℝ𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕕, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕖,

𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣—𝕠𝕣 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕝, 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕖.

𝔹𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕒 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤,

ℙ𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕣 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕤𝕠𝕟—𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕤.

☽◯☾

[noirrose96]

Your absence makes existence feel like a chore. My every breath a reminder, Of why it’s not commingled with yours Or illustrating my desire, painting with the hues of want. Of why it shudders beneath the weight of grieving us. And when I dare to imagine you severing the frail, insufficient veins still binding my heart to yours— I forget how to breathe entirely.

[thisferalpoet]

— Carolina Outcrop

[a-void-home]

[aureumaze]

what a shame,

i have danced in borrowed flames,

with the phantoms and the devils.

i have tasted the quiet river to the wildfire;

standing on the edge of devotion,

to drown and to burn, i chose to float.

what a shame,

all flickering lights to my supernovas.

but if i had the gut to consume

all of the spiderwebs around my ache,

tell me, would it finally put an end

to my escaping plans?

—a.m.

[dervishlatino]

Loving you was my tomb (English Translation)

It was as if I couldn’t find something to kill me, so I chose to love you.

Although I had loved you, I did not build a castle to enamor you.

Instead, I dug a deep grave, burying myself, just to care for you.

✦ @dervishlatino | NNF نشوان نازاريو فيريرا ✦

[poetrybyjacqueline]

Ancient Geography

I carved out the fear in my body, recovered the patterns once made. Then I was like ancient geography with natural wonder engraved.