Lyla and Ned,

although very dead,

had a love time could not defeat,

they lived a full life,

as husband and wife,

un...

She ran to the party for which she was late,

with bright little eyes and a blood-stained blade,

her innocent face and sweet little bow,

were accentuated by he...

Death moved in next door,

and at first things were great,

I brought him a house-warming present,

then we started hanging out late,

 Morelli walked along the dusty carpets towards the entrance of the once grand circus. And as he pulled back the curtains he saw Fred and Ted, the siamese twins who simultaneously swallowed...

He swung with ease,

on his circus trapeze,

until the rope, at once, tore,

his gaze set upon the floor,

and as he fell to his fate,

the...

Death asked me out for a drink

to meet his family and friends, I think,

but he told me once I did arrive,

not to mention that I was alive.

Death told me a joke,

of a man that offed one night,

I tried to give a giggle,

but it felt so impolite.

(I changed the last lin...

Death and I went dancing,

And for a reaper, he really gets down,

But when told he was "the life of the party"

He couldn't shake off his disappointed frown.

Death and I were in love,

But My father told him very frankly

"Stop seeing her or I'll kill you!"

as Death just stared at him blankly. 

 ...

Skeletal remains that dance,

a taxidermy necromance,

owls wearing pink tuxedos,

the little world where anything goes,

It's All ...

It seemed new hearts were in high demand,

so I sat in the waiting room patiently,

but I saw newcomers all the time,

and the broken pieces became a bit gory,

The sky is such a gorgeous hue,

The sun continues to shine,

I'm not sure if I want to live,

On an earth that's only mine,

Birds...

I wrote a story about hans and his rooster, the incredible drawing done by Sojushots. If you haven't seen it or recommended it already, I suggest you do :) Here's my story, not exactly the way I...

Here's one submission for Lyrictician's challenge. However, I am going to write a different take on a haunting lover. The idea behind this piece is that the dead and the living do not belong tog...

Almos desperately longed for company

But every friend that he did meet,

He would talk to for a little while,

And, unfortunately, then eat. 

They sneak around while children sleep,

They are the creaks beneath the boards,

They arise from this hollowed earth

And play by nightfall in their hoards,

My body is dead and my eyelids are falling,

My mattress is inviting but the moon, she is calling,

Keeping me up with creatures of the night,

Those wild-eyed c...

I sat in my bath tub and started to think,

But it got a bit dull so I poured a strong drink,

My butler, The Ostrich, held my towel on his wing,

I tickled his ...

My heart beats in a box where it lies,

I watch it pulse, with vehement eyes,

Displayed beauty deprived from my chest,

Staring at its movement, never taking re...

She picked the flowers up and showed them the beauty all around,

They’d never seen the world before from their small view in the ground,

In wonder and charm they ba...

Hello lover, I wish we’d never met,

I’ve been watching you for days, and yet,

You never seem to notice my falling eyes,

Tracking your movements wi...

Her friends adorned her even though they were dead,

Since she couldn't trust them she wore them instead. 

My hollow ribs are just a cage for the birds,

My hollow heart, a vessel for homeless words.

(Poem stemmed from this to be posted tomorrow)

He broke her neck and left her for dead,

Believing it better than breaking her heart instead.

You told me you wanted my heart so I cut it out and had it framed,

But at its presentation you ran away screaming,

Guess I misinterpreted your claim.

They say angels watch us in our sleep but the Devil watches me,

He guards my mind, filling crevices with disturbing imagery,

And when I wake he smiles down at me as he da...

You are a faulty parachute I strapped on my back,

The rope around my waist that has a little too much slack,

The promise of a savior that turns out to be a hoax,

She was drawing a picture of a Jesus Christ Seahorse. It was a glorious, sacrilegious combination of lines. Its little fins had nails through them, as well as its tail. A crown of sharp coral ad...

When they told her it would cost an arm and a leg, she asked, "Do they have to be my own?"

We let the dust settle too long on the shelves,

Until our tongues dried out and we became dust ourselves. 

As you voiced your affections

You were mapping my dissection, 

So now I sit in unfamiliar land, 

Fearfully watching my heart in your hand. 

Feed me, fill me,

take me, kill me,

Put me out with your sweet mercy,

Desirous animal, bloodthirsty,

I need it now, I need it then,

My...

When you asked if I believed in ghosts you were just being silly,

But in truth, I do believe in ghosts because one lives inside of me.

The blood that keeps my heart pumping is not my own,

It's the blood dripping from others veins as I watch their skin change tone.