goth-o-matic poetry generator

[labluegirl]

http://www.deadlounge.com/poetry/created.html

this is fun. oddly enough, linked from http://www.freewillastrology.com

here's mine:

to be as she


It is a night of ethereal pain, a song of subtlety,
wolves vent their loneliness. The ethereal one
wakens.

Darkness shrouds her deathly form,
an eternal desire.

Her silken hair cascades over
fragile milk-white shoulders, and her
full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
life streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of shared vitality,
I remember her.

[iblis]

Yay, now I get to be dark and spooky, too!

[FalseAbsolution]

here's one:

darkest betrayal


I am chained here, lost in darkness:
flailing through this bitter void,
heart so empty and bleeding.

this love so betrayed,
a surreal abyss,
forgotten;

yet I wish for
your skin so pale.


and here's another:

Untitled


Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as doom's scythe falls against my heart.
It slays me, and darkly my
vitae drips
to the thirsty earth.
In my madness I fall limply
while Death's shadow looms.
Now alone, my soul falls upon uncaring eyes.

This is my salvation

now that was fun!

[Seraph Antaine]

Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened church as I kneel,
always alone, always in prayer,
frozen here,
waiting.

Haloed forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
searing my naked soul.

Tears on an angel's face.

I raise my head, now embracing
this airy truth.

This is actually close to what it's like sometimes when I go alone to church at 2 or 3am.

[Mercurygriffin]

Remembrance of My Death


Around, all around, the mourners gather.
My dread grows as an avenging sword falls against my eyes.
It smites me, and darkly my
essence drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In a strange and terrible glee I call your name
while Hell laughs cruelly.
Now alone, my soul falls upon dead eyes.

This is your love

This is about as serious as you will ever see my posts.

[junkie christ]

as a writer and a musician, one of the pitfalls of modern expression in the negative sentiment that i see is the goth-poetry thing when it goes bad (NOTE: alot isnt bad, alot is. im not pointing any fingers here, im just saying ive read alot of SHIT).... when this occurs, i usually see the exact same adjectives on the exact same thing, so this is why this is to me is the funniest link ive seen in months, im bookmarking this shit and sending the link to ALOT of those people in which i speak..... (and i actually cant think of anyone in KG these words target, but fuck if doesnt hit 90% of the area i live and ALL of atlanta. the one time i read goth poems i that REALLY just floored me, i was dating the girl within an hour. no shit.) thx for making me laugh so hard i had beer come out my nose, which hurt by the way.....

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Around, all around, the sinister creatures gather.
My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my neck.
It mutilates me, and darkly my
blood drips
to the broken ground.
In numbness I beg forgiveness
while oblivion approaches.
Now alone, my fervent plea falls upon dead eyes.

This is my salvation

[Nemesis]