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Dark Folklore

Step into a world of dark folklore where each poem weaves eerie tales of shadowy realms and forgotten myths. Let the haunting verses draw you into a landscape where ancient spirits whisper secrets and the line between legend and reality blurs. Welcome to the place where every word is a gateway to the unknown.

Cursed, witch, they shout at me

Cursed, witch, they shout at me,
First for help, then they expel,
Gift I have, not asked, decree,
Cursed, witch, their whispers swell.


Persecuted, sights I see,
Every village turns away,
Cursed, witch, they shout at me,
Yet I walk my destined way.


Where my gift is needed most,
Spirits guide and shadows play,
Cursed, witch, they shout and boast,
But I'll find love, come what may.

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The night calls me, the darkness calls me

In the forest deep, where shadows lie,
Eyes in the dark, a silent cry,
Among the trees, where whispers sigh,
The night calls me, the darkness calls me.


Lonely in crowds, my heart would yearn,
Here in the gloom, my soul returns,
To the abyss where secrets burn,
The goddess of darkness calls me.


What lies ahead, what fate's unfurled?
Peace in the night or another world?
Among the shadows, my path is hurled,
The night calls me, the darkness calls me.

Together, forever, their souls entwine

In a realm where shadows dance with grace,
By the moonlit lake, where the basilisk lies,
A creature of water magic, with an ethereal face,
Glimmers in the dark beneath star-studded skies.


Her eyes reflect the ancient lore,
Of neighbors dragons, and drow's silent sighs,
Where vampires whisper secrets of yore,
And shifters change under orcish cries.


Upon the warrior mountain, fierce and grand,
A basilisk of earth magic, strong and proud,
Commands the stone with an iron hand,
In a realm where power struggles growl loud.


Their worlds collide, forbidden yet pure,
A love that defies both time and space,
In secret trysts, their hearts endure,
Bound by magic in a hidden place.


Their love, a beacon in the night,
In a world of dark fantasy's intricate twine,
Lake and mountain, a harmonious sight,
Together, forever, their souls entwine.

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Mythical creatures,
fierce and free

In the heart of the winter forest deep,
Where shadows twist and phantoms creep,
Mythical beings in silence roam,
In a land where darkness calls them home.


Beneath the moon's cold silver glare,
Ice-bound spirits fill the air,
Frosted fangs of wolves that glide,
Through snowdrifts where secrets hide.


Ancient trees with branches gnarled,
Whisper tales of a world marred,
By sorcery's touch and time's cruel hand,
In this forsaken, enchanted land.


Elven eyes in the twilight gleam,
Guarding portals of forgotten dreams,
While banshees wail in haunting song,
Echoes of a night that's far too long.


A dragon's breath, a plume of frost,
Reminds the world of what was lost,
As unicorns with shadowed grace,
Vanish without a single trace.


In this winter forest, dark and grand,
Where light and hope have long been banned,
Mythical creatures, fierce and free,
Roam in a realm of dark fantasy.

They call you beast

They call you beast, monster, and fiend,
To them, those words are true,
But to me, you’re a loyal friend,
A comrade tried and true.


We've stood together at the brink,
Felt death’s breath, cold and near,
Yet in that dark and shadowed link,
Our bond became so clear.


The Abyss itself has tied us tight,
In shadows, our hearts tethered,
So now we walk in shared twilight,
Side by side, now and forever.


Let others shout and cast their stones,
Their words can't break our bond,
For in each other’s trust alone,
We've found where we belong.


In whispers of the moonlit night,
In silence of the day,
We’ll find our strength, a shared light,
No matter what they say.


In this dark, enchanting realm,
Our spirits intertwine,
Together, through both calm and whelm,
Our friendship will outshine.

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I'll find you anew

Standing at the threshold, dark calls me to roam,
The unknown doesn't scare me; it feels like home.
Eager to cross where shadows descend,
If I can't find you here, I'll find you in the end.


The night whispers softly, a lullaby sweet,
A path through the darkness where our souls might meet.
Fearless I wander, in dreams I'll explore,
For if not in this world, then in another, for sure.


In realms where the stars in silent skies lie,
I'll search for your heart where shadows sigh.
The unknown is a promise, a love to renew,
If I can't find you here, I'll find you anew.

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