Vision Ghost

Rookie (24/01/1979 / Epsom, East Surrey)

Vision Ghost Poems

1. Critical Emanation 7/25/2006
2. The Greatest Ignorance Of All 7/25/2006
3. Dreamscape Seducer 7/25/2006
4. An Obligatory Autumn 7/25/2006
5. Poet 7/26/2006
6. Ghost Touch 7/26/2006
7. Fear 7/26/2006
8. The Night Bringeth The Velvetine 7/26/2006
9. How It Feels 7/26/2006
10. Her Dark Turning 7/26/2006
11. A New Order Rises 7/26/2006
12. Dream 7/26/2006
13. Sunsets And Cornfields 7/26/2006
14. My Angel 7/26/2006
15. My Hell 7/26/2006
16. My Ultimate Summer Day 7/26/2006
17. Revenge 7/26/2006
18. The Fury And The Glory 7/26/2006
19. Waiting For A Friend 7/26/2006
20. World In Slow Motion 7/26/2006
21. Rise Above 7/27/2006
22. Fields To Battle 7/26/2006
23. Her Ghost 7/26/2006
24. The Priest And Her 7/28/2006
25. Phoenix Friendship 7/31/2006
26. Highway 8/2/2006
27. The Defeating Of You 8/3/2006
28. She Turned Me 7/26/2006
29. The Drowning Pier 7/26/2006
30. Poltergiest 7/26/2006
31. Kindred, Blood, Spirit 7/26/2006
32. Eclipse 7/26/2006
33. My Final Suicide 7/26/2006
34. Lust And Damnation 7/26/2006
35. The Defeatus War 7/26/2006
36. Flying Upon The Wind 7/26/2006
37. From This Seed 9/19/2006
38. Mysteries 9/20/2006
39. Time, Passage And The Threads Remain 9/21/2006
40. I Walked With My Spirit Today 9/21/2006
Best Poem of Vision Ghost

A Gothic Suicide

Felt all that was within, the dread and lonely pain
Fore seeing all the grey clouds, and endless rain
In an entrapment of her bleak, bedroom place
Many scratches of finger nails, adorned her face

Scars of the tormented, and that without release
Collected them like dolls, upon skin like a crease
Sunken eyes reflecting, the soul of a sunken heart
When futures hope seem diminished, and torn apart

Black lines of her heavy make up, drawn down
By so many tears, shed beneath her failed crown
Clasping her wrist, another attempt failed and stings
The music of ...

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Critical Emanation

Crashing to my knees under this unbridled force
Sting of reality charges through my burning remorse
Like fire and electricity woven into crystal blades
When needing this release and the mindful comfort fades

Too much taken unto a mortal soul to carry
Vent this fear and frustration, stress and worry
Concerning for another to anesthetise my own
For this outpouring has soaked me to the bone

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