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    endure

    entertaining darkness I wither lost in the lustdesire craves and I writheintense feelings of want stir within mepresent of mind but lost to the passiondays pass into years with you awayseeking your secretsmy thoughts descend into the abyss to...

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    • The darkness has a power of its own at times. Especially when one is alone and thinking of someone that sets them on fire with lust. This is one of those dark writes, but an alluring one to. Well done, crimsin. 🙂

    • Your poetry lives deep within my heart forever. Even if I don’t get a chance to read your work for a few weeks, your words and poetry always amaze me. xo

      • hello dearest Keith I’ve missed you… you do me great honor with your thoughts thank you my friend…I deeply appreciate the love you show me the affection is returned ❤️

    • Passionately penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    Hex

    switching the mood, it is the witching hourmidnight drops upon me and I shudderyour specter comes a callingsending shivers along my spinepulses of pleasure overcome mesating a fantasy, I begin to chanta mantra really, calling you to mea spell...

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    • Rock on, Love this crimsin

      • thank you graciously dearest Adagio for being here my attention in the site was waning due to lack of interaction… I appreciate you deeply today ❤️

    • I love the rock god!!!
      So many great lines in this but I absolutely love flame of fright!!
      Cheers to the darkness!

      • hi beautiful Adelphina thank you so much I felt like I was hitting my flow by that time I’m glad you liked it ❤️

    • Passionately penned, Brenda. Always a great write when music is involved in the story. Excellent work my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • ​I love the commanding voice in this poem! It isn’t a passive admirer; she’s a “Mistress,” an active conjurer of lust. The use of words like “Hexaba,” “culted lust,” and “sanctify the rite with orgasm” is brilliant for creating that sense of forbidden, consuming desire. A passionate wicked piece.

    • Rob Fuckin Zombie Brenda!! Have you ever listened to White Zombie’s early material from the 1980’s? I personally think it’s horrible. Check it out if you haven’t. Awesome piece of writing. Love the chick…Sexy!!

    • Really intense images.
      I definitely saw a scene of the occult unfolding in these words.

      I both admire and fear witches.

      Regards James

      • he dearest James good morning thank you and don’t worry I’m not a practising witch though magic seems to come naturally from me have a good day today ❤️

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    While Love Got Strangled

    just a permanent scab the one you constantly pick i’m the back you stab the one vice you can’t kick   everything feels so heavy with this weight i carry why don’t you tell me how i’m not so scary   unable to speak the truth so we repeat a...

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    • I’m big on the closing lines of a poem. What an impact they make. It’s the impression your reader walks away with, that stays in your head like a song you can’t shake. The lost loves and the unrequited loves are always on my hit list. You nailed this one, Damian…so good!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Kelly. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I agree with you, coming from a lyrical background, I always love a good line. But the beginning and ending are very important indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This was hidden? Man, this was screaming to be let out. “No winners because the race was fixed.” Yup.
      This is a great piece, cuz

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I wrote this before joining DU. I love that line as well. It was screaming to be let out. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • The last stanza is a real ass kicker! The rhyme scheme is cool too. It’s obvious that you care about your results. It shows in your craftings. This is thought provoking, but not heavy. Well done Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was an ass kicker, I penned this during a time of self-therapy and reflection. I’ve always cared, always executing is another story. This was a cool discovery, because I had forgotten about it. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I too enjoyed the rhyme scheme. Everyone can relate to this. We’ve all been there.
      When you both know it was over a few months back!
      Great write amigo!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It’s a relatable story indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • wow dearest Damian so much power and passion in this I am floored ❤️great write…

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was a very reflective time in my life to say the least. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Now aint that the truth so bloomin well poemed .. Say it like it is why don’tcha eh .. Great ink Damian & subsequently awarded Nev’s dubble 👍👍

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Sometimes you gotta say it loud and proud. Honored to receive the dubble. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This is dark, deep, and brilliant, Damian. I’m glad you dug it out of the vault! The honesty in this poem is cutting, and the final lines–“instead of owning we rented / while love got strangled” –are a phenomenal, memorable finish. A wicked good read.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Those final lines are my favorite as well. It was penned in a time of self-reflection, and getting to really know myself. Without my addiction clouding my vision. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • “another moment dies”

      That’s the thing people lose sight of. Once the moment is gone…it’s gone. What we make of it bears a lot of weight. I’d rather carry honest weight than the baggage of pretense. I’m glad you found this one. It needed to breathe, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Spot on in your analysis as always, it did need to breathe a little. It was simmering on the stove in the word kitchen. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Damian, great rhyme and flow while delivering a strong message.
      Excellent work sir.

    • Hard hitting piece. So true my friend. kick-ass write Damian.

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    Resist Being Blind

    Four walls, padded confinement loud music bouncing hard Fueled by teenage angst along candle lit passages Shadows occupy every corner residual beasts traveling Feasting on innocent vibes until they consume the room   Tending to my spiritual garden watering this depressing weed The fruits are rotting fast rooted in mindless envy Unable...

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    • Right on, man. Such an inspiring write! Addiction is very much like a ghost, haunting each moment of our lives. I am so happy you were able to push through and maintain. If you ever had any doubt, this poem is proof, that you absolutely do not need alcohol to conjure beauty and meaning on the page.

      The last two lines in the third octet scream truth in my mind. Very, very wise.

      Clay

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Clay. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve found out I never needed alcohol to write, it was the addiction that had planted that seed of doubt in my head. It is a ghost always lurking in the shadows, though I’ve always seen it as a personal demon waiting to pounce. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Stay true to yourself and keep on pushing forward. Rock on dude!! Great piece of poetry

    • I love the honesty in this. What a purge of the soul amigo!
      This has so much in it. It had its own evolution.
      Just terrific!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adel. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • That’s poetry for ya folks .. Bloomin brill my friend .. Neville 😎👍

    • “My pen became a sword
      poetry served as pseudo armor”

      Amazing how many of us are among this army. Accepting help is so hard. Especially if you’ve rarely been offered a hand. And we’re all kinda programmed to ‘suck it up’…like being human is a weakness. Stripped raw & flushing the wounds here, brutal honesty at its finest, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Love those lines as well. We are programmed that way, and it makes it difficult to rewire the mind. It’s still a work in progress, but it gets a little easier each passing day. Always enjoy your commentary my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This poem is raw, honest, and deeply moving. Knowing you wrote it just months into your sobriety makes it even more powerful –your pen becomes both sword and shield, guiding you from darkness to hope. A beautiful testament to resilience and the strength of new beginnings.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was cold turkey, and past overdue. Although it was my fourth attempt at getting sober, the third time was not a charm. lol. Thank you for your continued support, and wonderful commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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