The Dharqest Dharqe xXGraveRaveXx's blog: "Words of a Whispering Goth"

Here comes lil' funerella, eye's as pitch as night....only after dusk is drawn,will she sneak outside...lurking in and out of shadows, insearch fora place to play...watches as the moon rises upwards, melting the day's light away...looking around to cast her sights on something fuzzy and warm...she finds her black kitty,lays there purring, cuddled within her arms...playing around in graveyards,hiding behind tombstones laying about...she finds a place to rest a bit, while her kitty seeks her out...She awakens from her rest to find the sky has turned from black to blue...tis time to seek refuge away from the day which will be upon her soon...she scurries back within her house and draws the shades from light...drifts off to sleep, dreaming of kitty till they play again tonight...

~*Bella Dharq*~

Whipping,blustry wind dances about the treetops as the sound of racing hooves from a paniced beast slowly begins to fill the air....as horizon beckons it's beloved daybreak....although beautiful...is deemed deadly in the same........in a hurried full gallop it raced....kicking up the earth as it moved about the land swiftly. She holds onto it's mane with a grip of steel as she leans closer towards the horses flesh to gain stealth as she rides. The look of worry is all about her face as she enbeds her heels frantically into it's side to run, run..."run faster my beast"...as the moon has left us behind and the sun tries in earnest to catch us!.....With eyes widened and nostrils a'flare, the beast gives it's last bit of wind as it's gait becomes more lengthened and powerful. The entrance to her saving grace is spied as she feels almost a quickening for life as she lifts slightly upon her steeds back, body still downward, to give her stallion the dynamics it need to make it safely into the comforts of her shadows..now she rests..

 
Within the hours of dark and a lifetime of lonely, I lay in wait as I feel your presence drawing upon me,as my senses tingle, my heart begins to race,my hands finally finds themselves upon the curve of your face.....   I await for the sting from my Master's first kiss, to bask within the dance of his eternal bliss.He Tastes of my crimson upon his lips, on his tongue, as the night draws us together to forever become as one.....   As the nights essense flickered and draws to it's rear,for time passed so quickly within the embrace of my Master, my dear.Within the light of the day, I seek refuge from light,and sleep whilest I dream of the beauty I seek within the night.My Master, My lover, My eternal  Life,My gift to you is my everything, my beings sacrifice...Bella Dharq

There once was a tune of soft melody,which fluttered within the heart...One that lips longed to murmur,to shed light when all seemed dark.But in time, amongst all the sorrow,of ones whom didn't sing.The song that was once softly bellowed,had lost it's place of being..We search for this sound of beauty,within our heart and soul,For this song is what we need in life,for our happiness to dance with and grow.So at times you shall catch ones standing, hand to their ear as they listen in hopes.That they may catch the tunes of the song that was lost, only to hear remainance of it's fading echos...

Bella Dharq

Alot of times she becomes confused,and doesn't quite know what to say...
There are times when her heart takes over,then by it,her fears within are chased away...
There are times when she looks into the mirror,and she gazes upon the girl...Wanting to set her inner free, yerning for her wings to unfurl...
Will the girl ever be anymore than what she is,For her great gift she has within has spoken, her hearts sacrifice to the world she'll give...without a harsh word spoken...
 Bella Dharq

I've fallen, yet I'm not broken,always remember this...

on your harsh word's your choking,While gasping,hold on to your beliefs...

I'm no leader, yet still I shant follow you...

Only few I look upon with a smile,you dont dwell withinthose chosen few...

Never make your mistake,when thinking I care...I dont....

Never think I will catch your fall,to worry of your tumbling, I wont...

So non-existance you are within my realm,So begone from me I say,

For  you have made a bed of stone in my mind,

cold and alone there for you to lay.....

Bella

The longing I have of thee,the yern for thyn affection....

to try to contain one heart thats burdened , with hardened affliction...

.might you lean into my kiss and not out, for my longing of your lips  I feel

, as velvet as a black rose they're felt...with faint whisper's of lust revealed...

~Bella~

...quietly a whisper,a passiontate moments stare...thoughts of lust quicken's the soulwhile the urge to place a kiss upon there...
Those pouty dark lips of beauty,with a crimson stain upon it's arch...yearning for the feel of it's sting,a request of it's dual mark....
Come hither my beloved,A warm embrace I have for thee...I give thee thyn gift of forever,The gift of immortality....
~*V* *V*~

While settled upon the cold stone floor,she sigh's and begins to weep...For all she wishes is to feel loves touch,for her feelings of lonely run deep...
A single satin black rose lay there infront of her,Freshly cut from her soulas she bleeds out a black stream of tears...
Both hands placed across her face, as the urge to cry is strong...she ponders the thoughts which haunt her,where might her life gone wrong...
Reaching out to grasp the dark rose,lifting it to her nose,smelling the aromatic wonders it possessesfrom within it's bud that flows...
Thinking how it's darkend petals,seems as simular as her soul,fingers tracing it's silken feelas the moon shines through her window...
What a lonely girl am I,no beloved one to caress...she lay down with her single black rose,to wish no dreams within her rest...
Mornings light came to call,bright light hits her eyes...But not a squint from the dark beauty,as life seems to have said goodbye...
Within her grasp of crimson,lay the wilted black satin rose,for the thorns which now are redend,lay where her flesh is exposed...
Now she lay in hollowed ground,as time will fade her away...A vine of silken black rosesadorn the earth there where she lay....
as written: Bella Dharq

Bring in the dead...if they're not dead they're dying....throw more fuel to the fire,let me smell flesh while they're fryin'
engulfed,screaming and kickin',a moving ball of flame...another body thrown onto the blaze,while a screeching melody emits a sway,
warming my body against the fire,tis a familar comfort to me...the feel of hell warming my bones,knowing it's the place I'll eventually be....
go find me more willing bodies,to throw themselves into the fire...for a massive molten blaze,is what this wicked vixen most desires....

Bella Dharq