Goth Poems - Poems about Goth

I long for the shore amidst the storm As the waters rattle my cold bones I ask for help across the yonder The darkness holds me under the stones I want to leave, can't say live Life's given me a bed of pointed cones Pleas bounce back on walls so thick Echoes of silence stab me like thorns I sink from shallow...

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All True Goths Covet Lace Vampires Lightning Spiders Coffins And Poetry *I wrote this poem on January 8, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 8 and the prompt was:Write a mnemonic poem to remember the zodiac signs. ...

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I sat on the edge of the roof, studying the horizon Waiting for the do-gooder, who makes me wretch He will not be ho-ho-ho-ing after I get finished here. I feel something protruding from my left incisor. Remnants of last year’s Santa. The night is still, the ambiance makes me giddy. There is an evilness afoot that delights my black heart. I...

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A little girl since young Got a goth heart next to her lung She’s in black attire and black eyeliner Smeared teardrops and a wrist covered in muddy slops Got a tattoo on her skin that’s been chopped and chopped A little girl since young Got a goth heart beating underneath her chest Never knew why she looked the way...

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They shuffled as an angry group Eyes averted, as if they were ashamed of themselves My daughter never used to be like that But she had been ushered in, She acted like she was one of them Her Pollyanna side rarely came out these days. She was wearing dark eyeliners, and had painted her room black. I had not heard of...

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Goth Times I always liked the darker side of life From war and weapons and planes Horror films were cool and there were many Like Hammer House of Horror Plus Frankenstein and Dracula And gothic music and art and cathedrals A gothic cool that other things lack There were also pubs and clubs and gigs All vied for my attention My black...

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you got my hart and its twisted and raw guess what? I, wrapped it in some bloody SPONGE GAUZE only to serve it to my favorite god so stop dragging it through the mud do you know how much i don't love you right now! I'm going to kill you with my love (hook three times ) I'm going I'm going love you (hook two times) beat it up knock it out I'm going to i'm going to drag...

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There's a fly in the house of goth. On the wall listening in. What's being said? The fly is keeping quiet. If you wanna know, go there yourself. The house of goth is a dark old place. Full of people like me. Are you one of them? Or an outcast? Not even suitable for the...

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goth black eyes ...

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She was the type who dressed only in darks, a ‘non-conformist’ teen who bathed in snark, in black lipstick her smile did hide, row of piercings ran above her eyes. Her family came in October to my inn, a bed-and-breakfast in a Victorian, early fall I made it over into a classic Gothic house, for a scare of two. It was a lot...

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I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you. That's what I will do. Kill kill kill kill KILL KILL KILL KILL! I been in your back yard I looked through your window You better stop being so rude I know where you live I know where you work I've followed your daughter to school. I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you. That's...

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"He is a typical Goth. That what I think so",- Thought the parrot, looked at the crow. "Gay" - the crow thought, looked at the parrot ... That why he looked such gaily, aberrant....

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Goth Girl, ebony black, manners slack, hit the sack Gothic, Hispanic, remote chic, slick, sick Goth Girl, non- conform, nonsense, hence Gothic, lick lick lick, slurp, chirp Goth Girl, tongue stud, bottle of bud, I could Gothic, unromantic, drink quick, be sick Goth Girl, give us a twirl, strip naked, curl Gothic, sarcastic, bombastic, bliss, give us a kiss Goth Girl, heart of...

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I am dreaming of a person that I will meet, one day, maybe on morning Wednesday before the afternoon, it is when I love to dream of him in the night sky, molly wonder if he will be in her arms one day, she hope, but she will see how he will come to her, on special days when ever the...

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In my goth time to how many years I have been here, I look to a rose, it could be dark red or light red, I see the beauty inside each tree and, it is life except for the winter glow at night, where it is alright to be goth, to let my hair down to be a goth figure, there is...

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