The Grave

I am your darkest phantasy
My name forged in infamy
The great offender of the flesh
Grim touch of death, my loving caress

Godless, frantic, dormant
I wait beneath your moon
Naked, hungry, feral
I crawl into your tomb

How can I be a slave to the flesh
When I’m far beyond the grave?
But I still crave the splendors of sin
When I’m far beyond the grave

THE GRAVE

So many scenes of tragedy
Inked on gothic tapestries
Phantoms writhe with conquering wyrms
Heralds the abyss of my return

Blackness, dire, placid
The waves they die for you
Frigid, wasted, lifeless
I crawl into your tomb

How can I be a slave to the flesh
When I’m far beyond the grave?
But I still crave the splendors of sin
When I’m far beyond the grave

THE GRAVE

i cannot deny that i’m a victim
i will not conform to the light
that long to shine hateful rays upon you
you punish me so completely
my dead heart remains trapped in your prism
made of such perpetual night
alight with infernal fires entombed
cast to the fathoms so deeply

WHERE I FOUND YOU
IN OBSIDIAN
FUNERAL GOWNS
OF OBLIVION

How can I be a slave to the flesh
When I’m far beyond the grave?
But I still crave the splendors of sin
When I’m far beyond the grave

THE GRAVE

Reviews

[AbsintheandBlood]

This is freaking amazing bro - good poem again.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, this is so good..."I still crave the splendors of sin" ---"phantoms writhe with conquering wyrms"
great lines...Emily Dickinson so often wrote from the perspective of the dead, thinking she was really good at it and knew how to do it well...she was right she did...but i think she would respect the way you did this piece very much and feel she had a comrade in death.
j.

[HadesRising]

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."

And Emily was one of the best at Dark poetry.

[Kelly Scheppers]

This may well be the darkest thing I've ever read. Quite a striking contrast to my freestyle. Still, it was a pleasure to meet you!

[HadesRising]

Thank you, many people say I have a very dark mind.

[Danielle]

Wow! that was deep. I felt the dark feelings in this piece. Keep up the great work!

[HadesRising]

Thank you for you're feedback, and I shall, thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

Another deep, dark write for those who love to hide under the covers at night. Theses lines confirm to me exactly why I wish to be cremated when the time comes. Liking your imagination and how it can give the chills.

Chris

[HadesRising]

Thank you Chris, many compare me to Dean R Koontz. I actually met him once at a signing he was doing, and passed on some stories I wrote to him, he was actually amazed.

[Chris Shaw]

I don't know him but will look him up. I reckon my goth grandson would like your work:))

[HadesRising]

I actually teach goth urban English, my current set of 5th formers and 6th formers are learning urban legends.

[Chris Shaw]

How good is that? You have put a smile on my face :))

[HadesRising]

I am currently writing a piece on the urban legend of The Slender man.