Boo! It's October, it's time to get our hands on the best horror stories and the most dramatic gothic poetry. Truth be told, I'm not that good at writing. But I've been obsessed with sonnets since the end of July and I've written a fair share. So I thought it's a good idea to post some of them here. As always, the only ones who had to suffer were YouTube's musicians, with their eternally poetic lyrics, and my poor Tarot deck, which often pulled me out of a creative block.
1. Aries
I am alone on a different planet
Where I sought a thought, but simply lost;
That's why I forgot to write a sonnet
For each soul that I host.
I can see Mars with my mind's eye
The way I saw the Albert Hall the other day;
But it's simply another lie
I tell myself for here to stay.
My planet has flowers that never bloom
Under the wrath of the seas;
But sturdy violet and lavender fear no gloom
As they appear before the wise trees.
My mind is only a planet
That helps me not forget my sonnet.
2. Tempest
A whirlwind that collides with the sky
Unites the land and water;
But so high I fly
That it doesn't even matter.
As above, so be it below:
A hurricane, unstoppable at all
Since I got so low,
I expected this fall.
It's a storm that I've only seen in dream;
Oh, my most beloved nightmare!
Only the grim, conscious stream
Can light the poison of such flare.
Am I being manic?
Do I only know panic?
3. Heartbeat
I'm thinking and thinking, it's draining
As some act like I don't exist;
But I can't blame them for such training
Since I, too, would throw to my face a fist
I hear a hum, the sound of a drum
That is about to tear my chest apart;
If only I wasn't so numb
To such painful works of art.
It's quiet, yet so loud
The sound of a heartbeat;
If only I wasn't chased by the hound,
I would seek a way for it to treat
Will I find my way out?
Will I simply escape with a shout?
4. Wildfire
In a nearby forest was a fire
That nobody knows who started;
It's said there was a pyre
For a poet so ill-hearted.
He was standing on the gallows
Because of the torture of his will;
He wished to go through the shadows
Without putting his mind through a mill.
And so he burnt among living corpses
So he could finally be free,
Although few were the forces
That encouraged him to flee.
I stand on his high rooftop
Where the powerful wind helps me hop.
5. Hurricane
I feel a hand tightly holding my neck
And it's not only breath I have no longer;
It's the many mates leaving my deck
For to sail I'm no longer eager.
I feel like I'm a weightlifter,
Only my barbell resembles a cloud;
But how I wish I was a shapeshifter
When the tempest was too loud?
This sickness keeps me so blind,
It's poisoned much of my brain;
It's also one of the kind
That only knows to drain and drain.
Yet nothing seems to do me
On this road, I cannot see.
6. Hymn
Sing to me, goddess, rhymes long forlorn
Of distant days older than time,
Days when each word had a thorn
And each torn could find its rhyme.
Sing to me of Patroclus defending his lover
And turning upside down the depths of hell;
Sing of Achilles falling lower and lower
And returning with a smile and yell.
Play along with violent violin strings
The song painting Hadrian's grief
As he threw all his golden rings
In the river where Antinous lies stiff.
Sing to me, goddess of human nature,
All the possible rhymes of tears and fortune.
7. Alien
I sit naked on the top of a tall building
And wonder what's it like to be down;
I would give up all my shielding
Rather than let myself drown.
I haven't sold my soul yet
To the love of diamonds and gold;
Quite a few people I had met
Have not told this tale of old.
They all see the marks, tattoos, and piercing
And think I'm the boldest of the freaks,
Yet the point they keep missing
Is that it's not the flashlights I seek?
Should I tell them stones can't reach this height?
Or should let them senselessly fight?
8. Existence
"Why am I this way?"
It's a question I've asked myself many a time
And I can keep asking it until May
But I still won't find its rhyme.
I might have some unknown virus
That sends me on the edge once again;
I feel like I'm in a circus
And I'm being looked at as if I were insane.
Though nothing seems to pierce through me
As I have no scars at all,
I have never felt as free
As I was during the fall.
Will I look up or down?
Will I stay afloat or just drown?
9. Cage
Between the ribs that formed a prison,
There was a heart with a beat so swift
That it knew little to no reason
And that never found rest, so sweet.
It pounded and pounded whenever
The mouth was locked away;
It could also easily sever
The breath left as prey.
It bites the tongue and brain
And makes the gut only overactive,
Though it doesn't bring much pain
Since it doesn't ask for a sedative.
Oh, racing mind and heart,
Teach me the way of this art.
10. Lost
I feel I'm about to get lost
Through the fogs and cogs of this machinery;
Still, I only feel the cost
Of this contest of archery.
Everybody starts to aim their arrows
Straight to the hearts and minds
Of those who sit in the gallows
Until the reaper begins its rides.
Their chests bleed and forget to breathe
As the mouths tremble and hold their speaking;
The brain starts fighting beneath
The words that were always reeking.
In this life, I feel like a terrible host
But I also feel I'm about to get lost.
That's it for the moment. Now, back to the tea!🫖
1. Aries
I am alone on a different planet
Where I sought a thought, but simply lost;
That's why I forgot to write a sonnet
For each soul that I host.
I can see Mars with my mind's eye
The way I saw the Albert Hall the other day;
But it's simply another lie
I tell myself for here to stay.
My planet has flowers that never bloom
Under the wrath of the seas;
But sturdy violet and lavender fear no gloom
As they appear before the wise trees.
My mind is only a planet
That helps me not forget my sonnet.
2. Tempest
A whirlwind that collides with the sky
Unites the land and water;
But so high I fly
That it doesn't even matter.
As above, so be it below:
A hurricane, unstoppable at all
Since I got so low,
I expected this fall.
It's a storm that I've only seen in dream;
Oh, my most beloved nightmare!
Only the grim, conscious stream
Can light the poison of such flare.
Am I being manic?
Do I only know panic?
3. Heartbeat
I'm thinking and thinking, it's draining
As some act like I don't exist;
But I can't blame them for such training
Since I, too, would throw to my face a fist
I hear a hum, the sound of a drum
That is about to tear my chest apart;
If only I wasn't so numb
To such painful works of art.
It's quiet, yet so loud
The sound of a heartbeat;
If only I wasn't chased by the hound,
I would seek a way for it to treat
Will I find my way out?
Will I simply escape with a shout?
4. Wildfire
In a nearby forest was a fire
That nobody knows who started;
It's said there was a pyre
For a poet so ill-hearted.
He was standing on the gallows
Because of the torture of his will;
He wished to go through the shadows
Without putting his mind through a mill.
And so he burnt among living corpses
So he could finally be free,
Although few were the forces
That encouraged him to flee.
I stand on his high rooftop
Where the powerful wind helps me hop.
5. Hurricane
I feel a hand tightly holding my neck
And it's not only breath I have no longer;
It's the many mates leaving my deck
For to sail I'm no longer eager.
I feel like I'm a weightlifter,
Only my barbell resembles a cloud;
But how I wish I was a shapeshifter
When the tempest was too loud?
This sickness keeps me so blind,
It's poisoned much of my brain;
It's also one of the kind
That only knows to drain and drain.
Yet nothing seems to do me
On this road, I cannot see.
6. Hymn
Sing to me, goddess, rhymes long forlorn
Of distant days older than time,
Days when each word had a thorn
And each torn could find its rhyme.
Sing to me of Patroclus defending his lover
And turning upside down the depths of hell;
Sing of Achilles falling lower and lower
And returning with a smile and yell.
Play along with violent violin strings
The song painting Hadrian's grief
As he threw all his golden rings
In the river where Antinous lies stiff.
Sing to me, goddess of human nature,
All the possible rhymes of tears and fortune.
7. Alien
I sit naked on the top of a tall building
And wonder what's it like to be down;
I would give up all my shielding
Rather than let myself drown.
I haven't sold my soul yet
To the love of diamonds and gold;
Quite a few people I had met
Have not told this tale of old.
They all see the marks, tattoos, and piercing
And think I'm the boldest of the freaks,
Yet the point they keep missing
Is that it's not the flashlights I seek?
Should I tell them stones can't reach this height?
Or should let them senselessly fight?
8. Existence
"Why am I this way?"
It's a question I've asked myself many a time
And I can keep asking it until May
But I still won't find its rhyme.
I might have some unknown virus
That sends me on the edge once again;
I feel like I'm in a circus
And I'm being looked at as if I were insane.
Though nothing seems to pierce through me
As I have no scars at all,
I have never felt as free
As I was during the fall.
Will I look up or down?
Will I stay afloat or just drown?
9. Cage
Between the ribs that formed a prison,
There was a heart with a beat so swift
That it knew little to no reason
And that never found rest, so sweet.
It pounded and pounded whenever
The mouth was locked away;
It could also easily sever
The breath left as prey.
It bites the tongue and brain
And makes the gut only overactive,
Though it doesn't bring much pain
Since it doesn't ask for a sedative.
Oh, racing mind and heart,
Teach me the way of this art.
10. Lost
I feel I'm about to get lost
Through the fogs and cogs of this machinery;
Still, I only feel the cost
Of this contest of archery.
Everybody starts to aim their arrows
Straight to the hearts and minds
Of those who sit in the gallows
Until the reaper begins its rides.
Their chests bleed and forget to breathe
As the mouths tremble and hold their speaking;
The brain starts fighting beneath
The words that were always reeking.
In this life, I feel like a terrible host
But I also feel I'm about to get lost.
That's it for the moment. Now, back to the tea!🫖
