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Gothika poetry - Celtic  Raven This is a Gothic Poetry page..all works are original and subject to copyright....of Celtic Raven....please enjoy reading my works.....thank you.....

14/01/2025

Good evening dear friends of this inner sanctum .
May I presume to request your greatly valued kinship and support with a new venture.
That is to say I have created a page where upon my works feature heavily within the confines of the darkness of which I was born into .
These works are an attempt to comprehend an understanding of the shadows within me .

Here you will find the link to the true nature of my work

https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61571928451263&mibextid=ZbWKwL

Eternally your friend .

Gothika poetry - Celtic Raven

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Greetings fellow darklings , rest assured, the moonlit muse which whom doth guide my hand , shall once more paint myriad...
30/12/2024

Greetings fellow darklings , rest assured, the moonlit muse which whom doth guide my hand , shall once more paint myriad constraints of velvet seclusion across the midst of night ..

The embrace..
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Returneth Soonest,  fleeting doth I  glance, unto Heaven's wake , for  moonlight doth summon Ravens dark .Beating thy wi...
21/09/2024

Returneth

Soonest, fleeting doth I glance, unto Heaven's wake , for moonlight doth summon Ravens dark .
Beating thy winged heart furious , feverish grasp o creation's hand .

Muse doth cry in frustrated agonies , bound by bloodful hungers deepest temptation ..harken thence unto shrillest voice

Pallete doth balance myriad constraints, scarlet tears desirest to paint thine innocence across porcelain flesh ..Crimson rose doth shed her beauteous grotesque.

Soonest dear followers of the dance ,
Soonest velvet whispers grace thine own heart .lips doth press gainst thee , phantoms of thine own lust awaken .

Shall we once more serenade candle's illumination...waking shadows cast neath broken altar ...worship thence thine own loneliness..

And cast gazes pon Vampyrica ..

Gothika poetry - Celtic Raven ..

Good morning to those who follow my page ..I enjoy creating poetry for the mind to ponder and imagination to wander .My ...
21/09/2024

Good morning to those who follow my page ..I enjoy creating poetry for the mind to ponder and imagination to wander .
My creativity comes from a darker era of my life , namely childhood .
With this being said I would like to share two volumes of a series of books that I am writing in order to help others ..Shadow's Child and Shadow's Touch ..the link to the second book is within the comments, thank you so much.

Shadow's Touch https://amzn.eu/d/45BwEik

Also a complete collection of my dark works is available ..
Vampyrica Verses ...

Hello . Thank you for taking an interest in my book. It's an autobiography, personal thoughts and experiences,of my childhood. A very dystopian version of a not so ordinary childhood. My only solace was within shadows , only there could I hide away from the many forms of abuse that which were vis...

Storm's Wake..Darkness,  ah verily thence , doth it stalk the Light .Myriad clouds how they unfold , yet perchance enshr...
09/09/2024

Storm's Wake..

Darkness, ah verily thence , doth it stalk the Light .
Myriad clouds how they unfold , yet perchance enshroud the unwary soulless one's heart .
A spell , lingering torments cast gainst Heaven's breach , neath earthen skies behest.
Ye raptures o' maniacal claim doth render Luna enslaved , as tempest doth it strike , in vengeful furie's pace .
Feverish blade doth it eviscerate, for glistening clash o blade enraged , doth defile the angel's abode .
Cast ye blinding upon Nocturne hue , billow thine own curse, forge thence thy path that doth break the bough .
While tearstained intent doth afford rivulets and streams , that mayest grace the dawning .

Oh perchance, perchance ,whispers velvet pon thine ear .. Gothika poetry - Celtic Raven ... September 2024

28/08/2024

I thought that I might enlighten many of you whom greatly appreciate my work .
It's not easy to write in these shades ,often it drains me , as I glean most of my writing from the muse whom is always with me.
Just as an artist needs a guide a mentor ..so too then must I.
My muse is the brokenness of my childhood., this is where my work eminates from , the beating of a broken heart fragments into a myriad of personalities, Celtic Raven is the muse by which I create the music.
Thank you for enjoying the waltz...

Gothika poetry - Celtic Raven

28/08/2024

Glass 'o' Darkest shade ..

Cavorting thence in most wildest abandonment pon storm raged gale and tempest blown furies
Knowest doth I, that mayest some perchance to thence cast thine own loneliness unto Shadow's caresses and embrace thee thy darkest domain.

Ah ti's the rub therefore , that thine own creation doth it pace feverish gainst crystalline orb , life's blood thence doth pour from time's infliction .

Sacrifice thine own glimmer of tears stained desire , for ti's only thence can Raven's wings brush thy cheek , and knowest thee thine own accursed wakings..even as candle doth illuminate , time doth dispel the charmed ones .

For knoweth thee who doth follow along broken nightmarish gaze , that doth trod softest embers of rejection's flame and deliverance
Bitterest tear stained river doth summon thee , take thy breath in finality , then raptures of eternity lost enshroud thee eternal..

Gothika poetry - Celtic Raven 2024

Swan-song ...Tempus fugit ..neath wings darkest. Perfumery O yearnings elevate and entice,  existence doth beckon eterna...
24/06/2023

Swan-song ...

Tempus fugit ..neath wings darkest. Perfumery O yearnings elevate and entice, existence doth beckon eternal damnation. Yet stay thy hand , one who doth strike a toll ...doth summon afore Shadow's bound and darest pierce nocturnal veil ...
Glimpse deepest recesses a labyrinth doth confuund the crystal..it must shatter mercilessly...
Thence shall thine own loneliness be cast upon demonic reflection...grotesque yet captivating within an innocents heart ..knowset ye not bewitching call ...
Neath Lunar's tearful gaze. ...mine own breath doth dance upon chill of night ..
Ti's first moment hath my corporeal regress , enlightened, ney illuminations walk within phantasm mists , haunting silhouette now doth walk aimlessly unto gallows wake , where upon masked one doth offer Key O Evermore ...now doth I bow mine own head , await they blade aghast of moment ..suddenly doth my heart pound life , blood doth course my veins...rivers Crimson doth awaken me , Lunar bids farewell, silent repose twards Solar , I am able to gaze ...at last , dawn doth grace mu cheek ...tears stream , for am I no more ...

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