Category Archives: Dark
Parasites

all life is parasiticparasites
every living being
feeds from another life form
in order to survive

one would think
a supposed loving
all wise designer
could have devised
a less savage plan

©dorianna

Duality Flaw

deep within my id
darkest secrets that are hid
mysteries just as grim
others keep obscured within
is it the bane of all
answer the wicked call
into the pit of serpents
shall we fall if not repent

whence came this seeking
of such bleakness
I don’t recall
a choice to fall
wicked visited at midnight
upsetting a reverent plight
was I evil from the start
deception in my heart

conclusion I have made
we’re all as black as spades
equally pure as fallen snow
divergent paths to go
continual fight twixt the two
no repose until life’s thru
duple-powered creatures all
duality is our flaw

©dorianna

Pen on Fire

 

Imprisoned Heart

Caught In The Storm

I enjoyed you like a gentle rainfall
in the illusion of peach blossoms
heavens emitted the scent of passion
love’s profusion, electric sensations
I was swept into the soothing spray
an affectionate shower of deception

destruction struck in duplicity
guise manifested in a darkened sky
foreboding clouds and whipping winds
stark thunder of impending doom
abusively uprooted the sprouting tree
love’s roots had never been planted

danger lit the warning skies
there came a storm of furious rage
gentle rain now an angry downpour
shattered dreams, broken limbs
heeding too late the disaster warnings
caught in the midst of your abusive storm

© Dorianna 2013

 

Prison Walls

This is every young girl’s story who had to endure sexual abuse at the hands of a trusted man, be it her natural father, stepfather, or another trusted relative.

I watch the shadow of a man
confused, I do not make a sound
I look around to search for mama
she is no where to be found

does she hide-a-way deliberatelyprison walls
pretending everything is fine
that within these lovely walls
there exists no malefic crime

stealthily he leans across my bed
his words are soft; his body hard
the innocence of a child is lost
body, mind and heart is scarred

there are no words ever spoken
concerning his malevolent deed
mama lowers eyes and covers ears
whenever I beg her to give heed

for many years I am his prize
until of age I could rebel
freeing myself from my tormentor
though still imprisoned in his hell

the memories are my torture
relived at night; my prison wall
silent sobs plead for freedom
to raise my eyes and stand up tall

©Dorianna 2013

Double-Sided Tongue

the vile tongue of hypocrites
does comprehend soon enough
a despicable tongue is double-sided
turns to bite back in due season
there is no respect among the diabolical

fiendish deeds are like a mirror
one’s acts repeated upon the evil doer
he does come to know in darkness
full recompense for his injustice
he weeps in sad regret too late

©Dorianna

Damnation

visited the old house today
long neglected but won’t go away
once lovely rose garden hiding crimes
a haunting forest of tangled thorns abandoned
in all this time the ivy vine entwines
like a new owner on a rampage
trying to conceal the ghostly screams

the empty walls have no muffling
still whispers mock with dirty secrets
reminders of scars clawed upon my soul
so many skeletons these walls hold
closets filled with evil laughter
we tried so hard to hide
the terror buried deep inside

till these walls have died
every brick and mortar crumbled
secrets rise at midnight
with a mighty rumble
to dance an evil celebration
of the soul’s damnation

©Dorianna

 

 

 

Beauty of the Dark

 

darkin the coal-black beauty
of the darkest night
or the mysterious depth
a flower of indigo
an observer’s first glance
obscured is the glow
until one seeks to know
for the beauty of the dark
is an inner light

© Dorianna 2012

Posted on 06/16/2012, 7:35 pm By
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The Beast Stalks

Afflicted is to feast on those who peddle flesh
Evil is to feast on the unsuspecting innocent    

Afflicted is to cry out with a plea for help
Evil is to prey without mercy upon the helpless

Afflicted is to let what is truth be unveiled
Evil is to conceal rather than reveal

There exists man afflicted with disease
There remains a beast who devours whom he pleases

Would one desire the beast to befriend
Demise to the heart the soul’s fateful end

Trophies of the fallen collection of hearts
Fatal wounds by the beast with poisoned darts

© Dorianna 2012

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