A romance bred from cemetary woes,
haunted by the sound of the coffin being closed.
Fangs aching from the casket below,
the scent of lilac still haunts the air.
Between the widowed trees, sinister winds blow,
even in death, she leaves nothing but despair.
This romancing saga was betrothed beyond death,
blooming woefully against our dying breath.
She awakes from her tomb in the dead of night,
her silhouette traces my window in a nightmarish flight.
Her phantom begs for me to see the nocturnal light,
to bring me to her sullen grave with a single bite.
The temptation was adversarial,
the calling of my betrothed from the distant burial.
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Nocturnal Lullabies (#Wattys2018 Winner)Poetry
Even within the deepest and most hideous depths of darkness, we may find a glimmer of beauty. Gothic, gloomy and macabre poetry. Featuring works inspired by phantoms, occultism, vampires, cursed maidens, tragic monsters and other haunting themes sur...