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Darkness Minds Horror Various Poets Anthology

This is a anthology based on horror and dark poems I am the creator of this group

it is only a small group filled with amazing poems written by great poets

so this book will take you on journey into their creative minds of darkness horror poetry as these are poems from the event that i held .

introducing Poets 1Deb Harman

Deb Harman

My name is Deb Harman ,I am Poetess and Author ,I have been writing poetry for many years now and have had my poetry published in books , I love to write horror /dark poems and stories I love the feel of words in a spirtual way to place them where they should be as they are spoken from the soul as they come from within

To tell the most amazing poetry and stories by the world of my words in the deep of horror into the darkness mind in the search of heart to place my ghost stories to the world to embrace the art of aura writings to shrine the surface to the world of readers ...........................thank you

Deb harman Author /Poetess

introducing poets 2 Britta Hoffmann

Introducing Britta Hoffmann I can say that writing to me means to give my point of view about things, or tell stories I invent or put togethersometimes, inspired by things I experienced when I think about my horror writings - I was thinking about the position someone is taking (who- or whatever they might be) and tell what I could sense if I was in their place.

introducing poets 3 Michael Clarke

Two or three years ago I took up writing just to try some way in which I could relate to people. From the first piece I wrote I found I enjoyed It. The more I did write the more I opened up my heart and through these few years I have found out much about myself, I have made some very good friends and I now enjoy the writing for Its own sake. Now the heart speaks whether In sorrow or joy. I look forward to many years of writing. . thank you

introducing poets 4 Spring Pitts

Introducing Spring Pitts My poetry tends to pour from my heart when the lines flow through my mind I must write them or they tend to play on repeat over and over I am but a simple person who loves beauty and the beauty of words flow from ones heart through a mind and onto paper to maybe brighten or enlighten someone else in their life I feel poetry came change ones outlook on love, life, sorrow and even death these are my thoughts I do love poetry it dances through me.

Thank You,

Spring Pitts

introducing poets 5 Bernard Harold Curgenven

Introducing Poet / Author

Bernard Harold Curgenven is an English speaking South African horror author and poet, born in 1969. He has written a series of novels, novellas, short stories and poetry. Being a self published author, he creates his own imagery and book covers, and is responsible for his own editing, publishing and promotion. With roughly 30 years in experience in the writing game, he has now become somewhat of a master self-publisher. He strives towards becoming the literal perfectionist that all readers desire. Bernard can be found on facebook, Bookrix, Lulu, Amazon, Google, google play, iplay, iBookstore and Barnes&Noble. He has addressed several schools and been interviewed by the press with his attempts in promoting world peace. His books are filled with humor, horror, psychology, science fiction and more.

In His Head

In his head

When midnight callsAnd darkness falls

That is when it all begins

She's in his head

He's in her dreams

As she lies in bed

Dreams filled with sin

So it seems

He's in control

While she's far down below

Like an incubus

In the night

He'll taunt her

With his delight

And haunt her dreams

With all his schemes

All through the night

Till the morning light

The Eternal Passage

I continuously stroll down the passage.

Back and forth, down the passage of eternity!

Am I a figment of your fate?

For what is it that I wait?

Where did I originate from?

These are questions in my song

Of eternal lyrics!

Why do you not hear me?

What could possibly be wrong?

The passage is long, but how long?

Energy is my fate, and I seek a mate,

One to whom I can hum and sing!

I seek anyone, or anything!

an excerpt from 'Poetic horror Like Eglantine'

Summer Haunting

Fire of the yellow sun raging across the sky clouds hover grey by distance, Haunting is sounds of thunder's melody

By the seas raging waters ghosts reap ripples in waves inlets of deep sunken ship

of 1923 off reefs island Is the cries of their summer heart's kissing daylight mornings you hear the echos of tender melody

Across the rise of summer haunting horizon of waves

Connecting circles bathe by the shallows island reef of yellow amber sunlight ,

The ghosts are wings blessed by the days of sea haunting Summer 's romance of roses surface .

Summer Haunting

Vampire Passion

“Vampire Passion.”

Flickering candles no shadows dance on the wall

Marble bodies In lustful passion arrayed

The embrace of the Vampire lust

displayedHands caress each body close

Warm the Vampiric touch on each

Bodies join passions' fires rise

Eyes ablaze as desires' rise and fire blazes

Fire blazes within the core that lives

Brown eyes blaze Into soft brown eyes No light but fire lingers there

Heat rising as the passions and desires grow

The ultimate taking blood from each other

Erotica now flows through the night air

Kissing lips and flames passion explodes

The lustful Desires shared by eternities'

damned

The night seems to be a living fireThe night of eternal Vampire Passion.

House Of Ruins

House by old track yonder ruins of bricks and mortar ghostly is the essence ,Cold, Chilling in the airy the surface is by ground of spirits lurking darkness

Forseen in the light of moonlight ray ,dancing the ground upon the rain falling down in cool of midnight blue ,ash moon inhabit of nature

Is the allure of circles souls residing in the mortar, of house of ruins ,

By,

the town of old track road of dreams bend by the midnight blue ash moon temptation

To dance with the ghost of love by circles cue by the twilight moon you certainly do.

Dreaming connection by the house of bricks and mortar dripping ,does the candle of wax

Essence into the silence of ghostly old road track yonder by highway 89 ,by the follow of darkness

Blue ash moon is sleeping aura rays twilight .

House Of Ruins

imprisioned

Imprisoned

... where am I?It is so dark and tight...How did I get here and why?If I just some kind of light....

I hardly can move and breathing is also hard to doI feel like I don't need to prove succocating is nothing I want to go through

I need to just get out of hereI want to scream and goin my eyes I feel a tear and it is running down my face -but slow

again I close my eyes to get back some memory all I know is your lips on my necka sweet pain when you bit me I forgot all - and now I'm back...

My neck hurts - what? Blood there?Did you really bite?Why did I let you catch my stareright in the middle of the night?

I start to make myself some roomto at least turn around because if I stay I might find my doom there is already some other thing I found...

I can see better than usuall yand my ears hear more than they did before maybe I won't even need a light to see...but I also feel a hunger inside of me...for more

so I keep to punch my prison I scratch and dig my way out I don't care if I look like a body risen if air was not so little I'd even shout

earth is coming down on meI fight not to scream in fear I'm to close to setting myself free and I can already smell someone is near

I know it was you who were to followI know you can now feel my desire as I am out - I want your blood right now and you too will soon be a blood lusting vampire

Ghostly Darkness

A shadow of white moves darkness surface is cold and deary creaking shiver of fright moves your soul by darkness black by moon black wolves are prowling the woods block

A house of sanity omens cursed whispersby ghostly darkness circling the walls of mortar by the dripping dew drapes the window pails by the ancient old house by darkness woods of ghostly graves silent is the air by the river grim falls

By shadow of white moves darkness lights flicker trigger in sullen distill of daunting the tunnel in darkness hill the ghostly presence is their drifting by darkness by the shadows white under the moon by the woods of dripping dew mortar by grave site .

Walk With Me

Walk with me

let me burn you with my fire your blood is my only desire I want drink it from your vein until you will feel insane

I can finally easy your pain when I will make you rise again make you drink my blood as well it's not a fairy tale to tell

I'll let you feel the nightin a way you've never knownbut you will be burned by the sunlightand you'll drink blood as I have shown

we will share eternityyou'll be the only one I seeI'll set the dark side in you freecome on and rise - and walk with me

The Curse

“The Curse.”

My beloved

Stand with me,

Ever my Love Shall you be.

The curse begins

This very night,

Change you mind

Before Loves' bite.

One last chance

Think It through,

I do wantTo be with you.

Yet my LoveYou can live,

My Love stillI will give.

The curse lasts

In dark divine,

The pain forever

A bitter wine.

An anguished heart

That never beats,

Cries blood tears

In bitter defeats.

Think you well

What you do,

To your heart Ever be true.

But I ask

My precious light,

Change your mind Live not night.

Now It's time

Choice Is come,

Say If you

Want It done.

Stay In light

Be not perverse,Choose

the light Not the curse.

What would you choose?

Domain

Lure you in my domain

Like a puppet on string

Into my web of sultry prediction

Chanting into your soul

You will see in darkness

By the power of goth fortress

I am raw in your heart

I am passion in your dreams

Dressed by the black lace

Of knitted silk satin

by black my wings caped around you whole

Deep into you when you look

Into my eyes I predict you

As her eyes roll into back roll to white

Embraces the beat of lone heart you

Lady dominate chanting by the gothic kiss

You are her melody

Her solum prey for

The darkness night

To reside by your soul

Eternal.

Dreams

Lay peacefully sleeping in the cool earth by the dark forest of the night of howling wolves of misty smoky ground ,

Dreams of love awakening in the enchanting magical of beauty twilight,

Catching whispers is the soul of dark melody of classic jazz plays sleepy in timeby the eight trees of chant simplicity

Dancing in the dreams in the realm of life in the heart of the dark moonlight lullaby hush by fauna will be the light ,I carry in wings thy flight by the wonderfully soil of leaves dark

Twilight.

Devil's Eyed Fire

crimson in the flames

watching devil is sin rage

come into his my play cage

by the cell of bells hell flames

drop one by one fell

to the dunes old of black sloth

by the flutter of one black moth

landing upon his devil flames

lashes of fire burning aura of darkened flashes

the skin will peel if you enter

his devil's playground

circling through smoke devil's eye

is watching soul pound

if you dare knock at his devil's gate .

Devil's Eyed Fire

Trinity's Lullaby

Hush, Darkness by Eight trinity rocking chair night ghostly by the count of ten beats mist white lingers of touch daunt to escape into the soul

Hush, Darkness by lullaby trinity echoing whispers haunt by the dark of rhymemist white surface of bite vampire to shadows into scent

Hush , Darkness by flight trinity illusion spiritual consumed silent is the dark air silence mist white circles of cold frost ghoul to lurking into the night

Hush , Darkness by heart trinity darkness sleepy eyes moon is frozen grey of light mist white sweeps of ice raven to call the lullaby dream

Trinity's Lullaby

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 19.12.2014

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