You, The Dark Poem by Mark R Slaughter

You, The Dark

Rating: 5.0


Dark, She is the mind of yours.
Icy chill of thought becomes
A steely shimmer.
Behold a glimmer in the black -
A flash of grey, that even glows
In show against the hallowed dark of you.

And that is why you scream in jarring tones
'I have no heart for joy!
My white and brittle bones have died'
You cried in dark and fractured moans.

So now the Queen of Black you writhe,
Whence from dark of shade
That honed an evil form afar;
In curse of me you bade:

'I, the wave shall rape the shore!
Violence will there be in glares I'll throw
At all who prey, and more:
A dark and fetid sea I'll bleed.'

And now, the bitter tinge
And bleak of waste
That eyed the death of once your soul
Will here forever be!

Indeed you tell:
'The cramping pain is here!
Eternal spasm, infinite chasm,
The Devil's chaplain plays!
We'll climax in a tortured glee
As all my love decays.'






Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009





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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Undine Roxie 28 September 2011

I love your darkly poem! So very good penned!

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Wow just wow, normaly you'ed have to pay to read such a thing

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Patti Masterman 08 October 2009

Wow, I can't get enough of this. It does seem gothic unto death too. This is a keeper.

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Mark R Slaughter

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