Author: vintageblack

Silver Mansion

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Poetry

S l o w l y , yet oozing danger, a spider trail-blazes the path to her silver mansion The one I, yawning and weary-eyed, visit on sleepless nights I shout— but there is no point in getting bewildered— I’m just tripping / I n t h i s i m a g i n a r y i m p l o s i o n o f m y s l e e […]

Wild One (Collab)

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Collabs / Poetry

By Secret Bree and Vintage Black With a piercing  stare  and unquenchable  appetite—   I’m one   of the wild ones captivating  and  fierce Slowly  ever so vigilantly you approach  trying to embrace  me with  velvet  sounds    —Casting that wicked  magic  of a   wild  cat  whisperer—    Yet I’m not falling   prey  to your  taming  charms     Inevitably  you’ll fall  in lust   Everything else turning to dust against my sensual verses   Sweaty,  playful-  breathing,  […]

B u r n i n g

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Devil player faded charm mindless trickster she dared fight,  One fair combat— all she wanted yet, the truth is, he,        d        e        c         l         i        n        e        d Biding adieu to his wonders such a let down ice rock heart She kept weaving her wild verses while she smoked, she […]

Stoned Verse

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Silver songs  and sombre sounds  like silent stories—  stoned, profound    Writing, boldly,  of wild, wild dreams,  this page all soaked  with bright, red ink    My tears pouring  down that page,  just drowning words with startled rage    While smoking,  writing,  dreaming,  stoned,    Those letters  blurring—  poems  I owned    My silver   song  so stoned  it fades    The story  inhabits  dark,   stark caves    Yet writing, boldly,  of wild, wild dreams,  that nearly burst   with […]

Broken Mirror

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I strived to collect the shattered pieces of your broken mirror The one you bought to catch a glimpse of your ailing soul I’d slowly arrange those crystal pieces into a living puzzle My hands got scarred, my heart, all aching— fearing one high toll My mind all floundered, just picking pieces off the cold ceramics My feet all naked, as I kept walking on that unswept floor * You yearned to collect the shattered […]

Rare Waters

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Rare words, Wildly Running Through those Full lips—  Untimed The ones you Didn’t dare Open When trying To speak  Your riveting Lies Rivers  of sound Reverberating Through Silence, Flying arabesques Of the mind— In your dreams, So far away In that gloomy horizon Silent Words— Wildly pouring  through Tearful Sights Soft mounds, Rare waters— Some eerie Arabesque Light The one you Wouldn’t dare Shed— While plotting Your riveting Lies Silent words Soothing waters— And ghostly […]

Stifling a yawn (Collab)

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Collabs / Poetry

By Secret Thoughts Within and Vintage Black I am so tired so very, very tired of not feeling comfortable within myself  I am so weary so very, very weary of putting my heart back on the shelf   Tired          tired tired Weary          weary weary   Comfortable with nothing and weary with so little my shelf life (patience) expired and my honest thoughts are cracked and  b    r    i    t  […]

dyed verse

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Poetry

Where is her tiny Black dress? The one  She wanted to Wear that E v e n i n g A dress of Fancy, Bitter, Sweet and Dark-tinged V e r s e Prose-dyed, Vague-styled, But, still, Written with Her, I n  u n i s o n Neither  Of them Wanting  To die A verse-less  D e a t h For this,  They together  Caress, An achingly D a r k ,  —  B […]

PoemStormer

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Poetry

Fragments of deep verse Washing ashore Yet the lyrical tempest Hasn’t even S t a r t e d In this rough and slumbering, Wetly dry and Wicked, Late summer of slow w o r d s Wake up, W o r d S t o r m e r Have you ever dreamed of such a late, And furious, Timeless, Fateful, Somber, Fearsome, Word S t o r m ? Wake up, W o […]