blood soaked rose

From the corner of My room
I thought a deep thought
Why did I leave the love of my life?
Even if my blood ripens like wine
Will it bring back the one who loved Me
I could see My life flashing like a dream
Everything is now clear in My heart

The thorn that I grew struck her heart
I was wrong... or was I dreaming
How did I spill her blood!!!
The blood that only she could see
The pain that only she could feel
But a throng of grips held My heart..
Like the the grip of death

How will I take her back??
My hollow heart had scared her away
Choosing the path under My bare feet was pain
Now that I lost the love, the pain is drowning me once once more
Will she ever come back
Will her heart ever bleed for me again?
That is the only question which haunts me
Day and Night............

katherine

katherine

You wish to drink from me
To drink the life out from me
Being a mortal is what I chose to be, My love
The beauty of My soul enriches your hunger
Yet I allow you, My heart

alaric

My darling.. You know I don't feel life
Your beauty haunts My immortality
I can never be what I want to be
The only way to be with you is make You My own
Allow me to drink You

katherine

Oh the pain is erotic in me My sweet darling
Your fangs have buried themselves in me
Two red holes, like Your eyes staring at My face
Now, We are one My love... the oneness in us is shining
The poison of Your blood has gripped me

alaric

Yes my love.. yes.. The taste of Your blood
Is not what I sought, but to be with You
Forever... so that We may never be separated... not even by Death

katherine

This feeling of singularity
Holds My fear of Death... My Alaric
The beauty of life is Ours again

the gothic play

EDGAR:

Oh my sweet love
My belladonna...
Why must you live to your name "sorrows"?
Why have I chosen thee my darling
You are my Tallulah
Yet, why do my tears leave my eyes
The salty drops from my eyes blur my sight
I will follow thee in my heart
Oh my sweet Dolores.... Oh my sweet darling (crying)

Dolores (Dolores's ghost)

My darling sweetness
Why must I live to my name? You asked
My darling death takes all and will take all
And you have lived your name
My "protector of the good" Oh I love you so
I am in pain yet at peace
Yet I hunger for your soul
Oh I cannot do this (sobbing)
No tears from my eyes my darling
Not because I don't want to
But because I don't dwell in flesh and bones
Hush! My Edgar....Hush!
The dagger in thy hand is the key
Your powerful arms will help you
Come to me my darling
Yes... don't be scared, you can do it
soon there will be no more pain
Oh my angel and protector
Come into my arms

gothic romance

Mmmm.... I believe romance is all about how much you are willing to give, rather than expecting it. At the same time if there is no love, what fun would a romance be?- Just a flickering flame.Robert Lee Frost once said, "Love is an irresistable desire to be irresistably desired." This is so true. Like I have said, romance without love would be like a body without soul. For me, a gothic romance should be like a hot-ice, neither lukewarm nor cool...'cause that's what I am. Bruce Lee once said in an interview, "Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable." I think that conclude the relationship between a gothic romance and a gothic love. They say, "time heals everything" but after a bad experience that I had , to me, the quote is totally inversed. It could have been "time gives you enough work to heal yourself". This may be totally wrong to you, but it does have some gothicness in it. Love is like a dream, the more the reality the more dreamy it becomes... I guess that's the beauty of love. When you love... give give give give and give more.... and you're not going to lose anything by it. That is the purpose of love. There is always beauty in life and death, in purity and dirtiness. Sorrows, angst, love, romance, etc are all arts in my gothic life...

P.S. Keep gothic romance alive

gothica

I was listening to some songs. And then, I found an old favorite of mine which was actually Steelheart's Mama Don't You Cry. We all need our mothers as long as we're here. But there are so many who doesn't even understand what a mother is. I'm just gonna share you the lyrics-

I fight the tears since you've been gone
And I stand in fear, can I make it on my own
Without your love to guide me through my life
It's so cold at night without you here
And those gentle arms that held me close and dear
Oh we're all the same, we all live and die

You'll always be in my heart, oh Mama don't you cry
You'll always live in my dreams, oh Mama don't you cry

Every night when I close my eyes
I see a light and shadows of your face
It's always there like an angel over me
So many frozen years hanging on my wall
A thousand words, I can hear them call
Oh I tried so hard but I could never say goodbye
You'll always be in my heart, oh Mama don't you cry
You'll always live in my dreams, oh Mama don't you cry
No one can kiss away the pain like you
No one like Mama, no one like you

You'll always be in my heart, oh Mama don't you cry
You'll always live in my dreams, oh Mama don't you cry
(You'll always be in my heart, oh Mama
don't you cry - don't you cry)
(You'll always live in my dreams) in my
dreams (Oh Mama don't you cry)
Oh Mama don't you cry

******* (Oh well... the li'l sweet girl in the pic is my beautiful niece Hannah)
Some people lost their loved ones... some didn't have the opportunity to see them. Can we call it Blasphemy or just Death in itself is nature??????

Isn't this feeling so Gothic???
PS- Keep gothic elite!!!!!1