unHoly Crimson Book

Satanist vs Pantheist

2007-09-27T03:52:00.000-07:00

Kinda weird what happened at school today. Me? A satanist? I swear I was stoned hearing that. Even if I were gonna be called something like that I prefer the term pantheist. Less insulting, much more religious meaning. For those of you who don't know, look up pantheism in wikipedia. Compare your results to satanism.

It's not that I'm a satanist, really. It's just my strange hobby of writing gothic-emo poetry. Just because you're slightly dark doesn't mean you are anti-Christian, right??

I have written a few new poems and I'll post them later...

Solomon Grundy's Sunday

2007-09-11T01:26:00.000-07:00

Another poem inspired by Godchild. I don't really like this one as much as I liked the others but I like rereading it. I actually find it quite entertaining.

Solomon Grundy was born on Monday
Was he Solomon Grundy or simply reborn?
Does he remember or has he no memories?
Lies within is innocence or malice?
Solomon Grundy was born on Monday

Solomon Grundy was christened on Tuesday
The wings of light that now surrounds him
What he felt after meeting his angel?
Is there true sorrow within him?
Solomon Grundy was christened on Tuesday

Solomon Grundy was married on Wednesday
Beautiful heiress, the angel was
It was her sapphire that he sought after
Purely ambitious to break her heart
Solomon Grundy was married on Wednesday

Solomon Grundy got ill on Thursday
Tainted black enveloped his soul
Does he or had he now remembered?
Something that he shouldn't have discovered nor discontinued?
Solomon Grundy go ill on Thursday

Solomon Grundy was worse on Friday
Often than more had the angel cried
Course she knew of his true heart
Thus cruel piety she felt
Solomon Grundy was worse on Friday

Solomon Grundy died on Saturday
After he murdered the grey angel
Or so he thought, it was she in the funeral attire
For she lives and left behind a sapphire eyes
Solomon Grundy died on Saturday

On Sunday...

Solomon Grundy was buried on Sunday
He had not found the angel's sapphire eye
And was no longer Solomon Grundy
Leaving a fair maiden in her melancholy
Solomon Grundy was buried on Sunday

And so ends the tale of Solomon Grundy...

Ostentation

2007-09-11T01:14:00.000-07:00

I made this in Chemistry or Physics...I forgot. I kinda liked this one but I think being a girl's perspective isn't that effective for me. It gives me weird feelings. I like to imagine in my EMO-ness when making a poem. My friends say that my poems are too dark for them, but oh well. It's kinda hard for me to write light poems but I guess I'll try if I have time.

Anyways, this poem actually reminds me of the song Romance by BUCK-TICK after rereading it. Must've remembered it conciously.

Here goes!

I won't leave you, my wings are clipped
What would you do with my bloodstained corpse?
I stay here eternally at your side
Being an honorable guest at the closed banquet

The blood liquid that you forced on my lips
Why must I become the bride of darkness?
I emplore you to cease poisoning me
Hey, why don't we run into the night?

Why do you make a cross upon my chest?
It hurts to be stung by my own blood
And also the piercing scar deep on my neck
An incubus has stolen my soul

An eternity is the longest time for me
Murder me, because I cannot forgive
Rid me of this unholy life
Place me next to your marble statues

Tarnish my soul with your blood
To be forever and stay your porcelain doll
'Tis not my desire for immortality
But to wander about the depths of hell

My crippled wings still wish to fly
What would you do with my earthbound soul?
I stay here eternally at your side
Forever after the closed banquet

Bloody Mary

2007-09-10T01:36:00.000-07:00

Heh I remember making this in Geography Class...this isn't my favorite but it got me out of boredom!

Sweet Bloody Mary, there she sat
Upon a throne of fuschia roses
She sat there, frozen in oblivion
Watching upon the lonely garden

Sweet Bloody Mary, there she cried
Tears of frozen artificial blood
Decorating her rhinestone eyes
What does she see through her saddened gaze?

Sweet Bloody Mary, there she murdered
Stabbed and ripped and maimed the corpses
With her silver bloody rusted dagger
Let it plunge deeply down your throat

Sweet Bloody Mary, what caused you so?
To hurt to kill and to feel so cold
What malice has caused fair porcelain doll
To realize how sweet true murder is?

Sweet Bloody Mary with your crippled beauty
Pure stained innocence lies within your unrest smile
Do you hate this lifeless world?
So you would poison this filthy realm

Sweet Bloody Mary, posessed Bloody Mary
Why have you become Lucifer's plaything?
Can you turn back from your make-believe hell?
And you shall bliss all those decieved

Fallen Crucifix

2007-09-10T01:20:00.000-07:00

Yes, yes I know...weird title. But I guess you'll get it afterwards. So far this is my favorite poem from my emo book. It's long, enjoy!

Remember me as you shed your tears
Writhing in pain and wishing in despair
The crimson had stained your lapis lazuli eyes
Shall my corpse rest in eternal damnation?

Cover my tomb with lovely forgotten roses
Paint the world pitch black with sins
As the Ibelis is released from its chains
So marks the betrayal of the Ifferit

As you spread your black polished wings
Baptize me with the water of the river Styx
Drown me and all in the pool of Lethe
Then you shall stab me and all with Lucifer's mark

So howls the guard hound of the Netherworld
Come, all you kings and worship Lord Hades
Maidens, are you drunk of drinking my blood?
You and your sorrows shall be thrown to the darkest Tartarus

Sing your chtonic melodies to the heavens
Cherish me, who shall crucify you in hell
Hold me dear, for I am deaf to your cries of vain
Such blasphemy is my soul to your wounded faith

Too limited are my desires for filth
Hey, gaze out the stained-glass mosaic
As my heart is ran through with your rusted blade
Still shed your tears of blood?

Children of the night, slit your wrist
As you look back and witness ten thousand lies
Masquerade the sins with your velvet white wings
As the crow takes form of a dove

Burn the basillica with tongues of the devil
Shout treason as your heart turns cold
He who was ancient when your world was young
Whom shall you turn to when he abandons you?

Cain, the blood of your brother still cries from the ground
Approach and loathe me as you mourn in the mausoleum
Unforgive for you cannot murder the undead
Nor can you murder death itself

Seraphim, murder me within mnemosyne
Forsake your master as you are plunged to hell
The Elysium Gardens dissipantly vanish
Cry, Cerberus, the solemn melody

Suffocate the purity of my tarnished soul
Will you be bestowed Satan's covenant?
Or will you be sacrificed upon hell's altar?
As a court of Black Sabbath

Remember me as you shed your tears
Writhing in pain and wishing in despair
The crimson had stained your sapphire eyes
Shall my corpse rest in eternal damnation?

Cain

2007-09-10T00:01:00.000-07:00

Well this is actually a poem I made in inspiration to the manga Godchild by Kaori Yuki. I actually submitted it for my Language Arts class homework and got quite a nice score. Ironically, the score gave me quite some trouble...

Death, I welcome you
Death, take me to the underworld
Death, you may take my soul to hell
Death, why won't you come from me?

Poison, sweet scent and the flavour of beauty
Poison, your beauty that murdered countless
Poison, you have become my best friend
Poison, is that why you won't kill me?

Blood, the rubies I have dirtied my hands with
Blood, you have been the color of my world
Blood, how you tempt and trouble me so
Blood, whyever so will you not exit my body

I welcome darkness to accompany my lonely soul
I welcome darkness to hide my past
I welcome darkness to tell me everything
I welcome darkness and darkness protects me

Scars, how deeply you have wounded my flesh
Scars, how vengeful you have tore my soul
Scars, how cruel of this world you've made me felt
Scars, what pain have I caused to deserve?

Father, man who I call the devil
Father, I have suffered much pain from you
Father, I hear myself still crying in vain
Father, why do you hate me so?