Bioluminescence
Embrace molten pulse of creation thrums Lies a tempestuous symphony of fire and stone A cauldron of liquid flame seethes, casting forth the heat Ghost of smoke twilight skies Standing sentinel over soils, order and chaos renewal They navigated through driving, dancing, nebulae Ghost of smoke twilight skies A cauldron of liquid flame seethes, casting forth the heat
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Not content to merely govern from afar A god of action eager to explore his domain Retreat beneath the waves lording over the sea A trident, his insignia, traversing the ocean's depths He would retire from the world above Delving into ancient tombs And communing with wise sea spirits who whispered secrets A reign challenged, storms unleashed Creatures of thе dark tested resolvе He weathered every storm Emerging stronger and more resolute An immobile spirit, fortified Retreat beneath the waves lording over the sea A trident, his insignia, traversing the ocean's depths Endless wandering Creature of deep pondering of the sea and the cosmos Locked in coral and pearl, ancient world Poseidon's reign enduring majesty of the sea
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
In the orbit of remarkable The golden light versus the ethereal rages In a world ravaged, catastrophic events Sail neon seas aboard vessels Unique allure, let him paint the skies with a pallet of fire Softened by the soft pink outer glow Royal purples, orchid shorelines Paint the skies a pallet of fire Fire god dips below the horizon Contrasting with the ground unveils an unaltered beauty Coasts adorned with lush forests stretching to me with waters Misty cliffs, towering evergreen frame the sea Boasting a mystical ambience Sunsets cast a subtle ethereal light, overpowering Unique allure, let him paint the skies with a pallet of fire Softened by the soft pink outer glow Burn into the sea Drifting through swells of undertows Vision through glass
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
A weary soul A lone traveler speaks of roads of despair. Endless, cost and meandering. With each weary step echoes a tail of sorrow. Of lives cracked and broken. A reflection of shattered dreams. The routine misery footsteps echo, naive kind, syncing beats, patterns of rush Sleepless, drowning, led by a dream. A vast tapestry of diversity. In the quiet hum of dawn, when the city is but a silhouette waking skies. Symphony begins, not orchestrated, entranced by the steady pulse of wheels on steel. The melodious chime of bells, the murmurings encase Shuffle to the platform, owned by the daily opus Cityscapes rapidly pass, ever changing springing New optical conclusions Trees cast shadows, swaying, offering a calming silent rhythm to soothe the discomfort In the quiet hum of dawn, when the city is but a silhouette waking skies. Symphony begins not orchestrated, entranced by the steady pulse of wheels on steel. The melodious chime of bells, the murmurings encase Shuffle to the platform, owned by the daily opus. Symphony of light and sounds
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 21, 2026
In the shadowed depths of desolate, soul lies the echo Intangible weight fractures the essence of being. Haunting melody whispered by unseen. Darkened roots - specters, thread tendrils in chest to bend and break. The labyrinth of despair, trapped in a loop of conflictions, Self split in two, lights fading, darkness Beyond the tranquil cleanse, in mist laden forests, like the stars. Human endeavor, erodes the fragile balance. Fragile, looming specter of change. There remains a sense of home, resilience. Conjured illusion sinister tapestry woven, one's mind. Casting a pall of emptiness. In the shadowed depths of desolate, soul lies the echo. Haunting melody whispered by unseen Darkened roots. Desert silence, reigns supreme silent geode Darkness fell through fractured light, crystalline. Dimming the vibrancy once harnessed. Afflicted and imprisoned by one's devices, relentlessly cycling, torn asunder Yearns escape, elusive embrace, Depths, anguish, addict, relentless. Grip of the anticipated down.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 21, 2026
This mess of mine Each thought, each memory Thorns in my spine Intertwined Heart and mind It loses itself to time To time, remind me Drowning Reality is the ocean visualized, the churn The push and pull
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026