Welcome to bloodstained words!
THE CLUB for Horror/Macabre Literature.

Do you think Dark thoughts?

How do you express yourself?

Bloodstainedwords is a community of Poets, writers speakers Novelist, anything dealing with words!

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The Reason I decided to form this monstrosity, is because of my unique love for Horror Poetry.

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CONTEST!



In the words of Edgar Allen Poe:

The Haunted Palace

In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace —
Snow-white palace — reared its head.
In the monarch thought's dominion —
It stood there!
Never Seraph spread his pinion
Over fabric half so fair.

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow —
This — all this — was in the olden
Time long ago —
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the rampart plumed and pallid,
A winged odor went away.

All wanderers in that happy valley,
Through two luminous windows saw
Spirits moving musically
To a lute's well tuned law,
Round about a throne where sitting
(Porphyrogene!)
In state his glory well befitting,
The sovereign of the realm was seen.

And all with pearl and ruby glowing
Was the fair palace door ;
Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,
And sparkling evermore,
A troop of echoes, whose sweet duty
Was but to sing
In voices of surpassing beauty,
The wit and wisdom of their king.

But evil things in robes of sorrow,
Assailed the monarch's high estate!
Ah, let us mourn — for never morrow
Shall dawn upon him desolate!
And round about his home the glory,
That blushed and bloomed,
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.

And travellers now within that valley,
Through the red-litten windows, see
Vast forms that move fantastically
To a discordant melody;
While, like a rapid ghastly river,
Through the pale door;
A hideous throng rush out forever,
And laugh — but smile no more.

-The End-

:dances: first contest!!!!!

ANY TYPE OF WRITING. NO LIMIT TO GORE!

the rules are simple.

1. one entry.
2. one vote is all you get to do.
3. has to do with blood.
4.have fun.


send in your things entitled contest

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Entries!!
Profound Seekings
By:

In this world that has no resolution, we are ones who try to keep the Peace
We are silent through so much destruction, they think they can keep us on a leash
With their drugs and medications, they want us to be confined
All their lies and reprimandings, they want to control our minds
They demand us and destroy us, for the Sorrows that we hold
Having so much hatred towards us, while they wear a blindfold
They’re so fearful of our thinking, so they try to break us down
Saying our thoughts should be broken, why do they want us to drown?
We are lying in the Sorrows, of the ones who understand
Broken-hearted, suicidal, why do they give us commands?
Who are they to judge our Silence, who are they to say we’re wrong?
They live in their false creations, while we try to stay strong
All this Sorrow overwhelms me, this misery they create
They try so hard to control us, with persistence and their hate
We would love to save each other, and teach them to understand
Even when they try to kill us, we openly take their hands
Isolated and so distant, why must we feel ethereal?
We are crying in these Sorrows, why can’t our thoughts be revealed?
Always searching for each other, we don’t want to be Alone
Why must we always feel distant, must our freedoms be post-poned?
We’re so desperate to be happy, we don’t want to be like them
Like black roses we are wilting, every time they break a stem
But we’re still choosing survival, for the ones who feel this pain
We won’t leave loved ones behind us, hateful ones call us insane
Eloquence is in our writings, yet our voices cannot speak
When we speak they cannot hear us, they assume that we are weak
But we have this strength inside us, and we’ll never let it go
For we know we have each other, even when we fall so low
We’ll be here for those who need us, though some of us want to die
Suicidal thoughts consume us, from the agonies we cry
Hopefully we won’t lose loved ones, but it’s hard to live this life
Our hearts bleed and slowly shatter, some of us still hold a knife
Desperate to lose our existence, it’s not like we feel alive
But we must live for our loved ones, if we want to be revived
We can’t leave this Earth behind us, she also wants to be free
All the Ravens fly above us, hoping we will soon feel glee
But we’re still seeking Redemption, we’re trying so hard to live
Though we feel so damned and broken, all the Hope we try to Give
Weak and dazzled from the hatred, why must we feel so forsaken?
So desperate to be together, we are trying to Awaken
For each other we’ll keep living, as we seek solace and comfort
One day we will find our healing, and nobody will feel hurt

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Info: November 12.
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