Истории Darkromanticism

Self Casket Bells toll low in the weeping rain, shadows lean in the chapel's frame. Lilies choke on the scent of decay, whispers curl where the mourners pray. Eyes avert, yet all have seen, the trembling hands, the spaces between. Some doors open, and none return, some candles drip, yet never burn. In the hush, a truth takes shape, wrapped in silk no soul can escape. And in that silence, deep and vast, a farewell is given... that should never last. For #WITWcontest.

A Short poem

Danielle is sitting in her house one day reading a book when suddenly, she hears a loud shriek. No one was there. Nothing is as it seems, and maybe what Danielle thinks is real might not be real at all.

"A tale about an individual who built five towers to protect himself from love." A person seeks to reach the heart, but first, they must overcome five towers. In the first, a guardian emerges from the darkness to warn them that their journey is futile. Through their words, they reveal their vision of love: a blend of narcissism, obsession, and idealization. Their love is intense, yet also marked by distrust and fear. Hidden within their speech lies a deep emotional wound. Registration code: 2503091065869 (Safe Creative)

My first collection of poems. While the concepts for them may all be different, these poems will mostly center on the themes of death, chaos, life, nature, and humanity, the darker and lighter sides of all these things will be addressed. The genre I write is mostly romanticism. Feedback is appreciated To anyone who reads my work, thank you and know that I am starting a new project that encompasses both short stories and poems. I hope you enjoy the work I have been putting out.

Humanity has finally achieved immortality in the future. See what it means to live forever in the eyes of one of these humans that has gained what science longs for. Time is linear, and the past will ever grow distant. "My immortal state is most definitely not natural. My earliest memories tell me that I was once human. A being with flesh, heart, and soul. Now...I lack all those things and thus cease to be human." - The Mother of My Heart

A short peom

poetry. a book of hidden thoughts, and mindless actions. ©️ King Arci

A short Poem

A story of grief, hope, and the inside of a fractured mind dealing with the pain of loss. A journey through emotions in the form of poetry. You must never forget the why. Of why you should greet with wiles and smiles The ones to whom you'd say goodbye...

Love is not the topic of this short story, but instead, a girl dealing with her inner demons. She calls it Wes.

A short, dark romantic story about a troubled man named Fredrick Alden living in a large old manor.

Can you love your corpse body when the flies choose you before people do? When moss crawls over your ribs like nature reclaiming what loneliness left behind? Can you still touch your ruined skin and whisper, you're pretty, without choking on the lie? Can you kiss the mouth that never smiled correctly enough for the world to keep? Because people love the public version. The romantic self. The soft voice. The carefully stitched personality perfumed to survive attention. They love the body before decay. Before truth. Before the rot starts speaking. But the real question is this: Can you love yourself when there is nothing beautiful left to perform? When your ugliness is exposed like organs split open under fluorescent light. When your darkness smells too human for anyone else to hold. Can you still call yourself worthy when even your reflection looks haunted by you? Or will you wait for strangers to approve the mask first before learning how to love the corpse underneath it? Humans spend their whole lives decorating coffins and calling it self-worth.

[Ongoing] A collection of my poems and short stories that aren't long enough to be their own post. (Most are subtlety religious)

A short poem about interracial love

Even if I never get the chance to know you, to love you. I'm still thinking of you. Prose one shot.

This is just a short story about a girl and boy. The boy, however, just so happens to die. Read the story to find out how.

In "Whispers Beneath the Fairy Tale," familiar stories unravel into haunting journeys through fractured minds and shadowed memories. Each tale peels back the glittering veneer of classic fairy tales to reveal the dark, twisted truths lurking beneath the pain, the fear, and the silence that no happy ending can erase. From a princess trapped in her own mind to a boy climbing a beanstalk made of guilt, these stories explore the fragile line between fantasy and reality, where nightmares wear the mask of legends. Prepare to step beyond the magic... and into the shadows.