The Chamber

[Raven]

The meloncholy shades of torment in grey abound,

as a figure enters in without a sound.

The darkness in protest recedes by the torches advance.

Footsteps stir the dust in a macabre dance.

Into the chamber she comes, with a fey glance she comes.

The acrid stench from the blood gleefully shed,

the copper hues mixing with the red.

into the chamber she comes, with a feral countenance she comes.

At one with the night, and bearing of fearful dread, ghostly pale as frost;

into the chamber she comes, seeking that which was lost.

The immortal soul in tragedies abound;

with the wails of agony circling 'round.

Her icy heart untouched by the pitiful cries of victims past,

into the chamber she comes. With the blessing of hell,into the chamber she comes.

Unrepentent and with death in her heart,

unforgiving and damned she comes to impart;

the merciless acts of evil upon he whom she seeks.

Unrequited love is folly untold, consequence rarely measured.

The flush of cheeks, and innocence given but never treasured.

Into the chamber she comes,with steely resolve into the chamber she comes. There, in the corner, sitting alone and aside, the vial of her revenge awaits. Unassuming and still, she takes the vial and in a moment of time prays the fates. deliver into her hand by which her own life was taken,

he who having had the prize, left her forsaken.

The Fates to whom she prayed answered swiftly without delay,

for into the chamber he did stray, without suspecting what awaited into the chamber he did stray.

The end of the tale is as old as time.

The woe of a woman scorned and of revenge sublime.

The depths of the chamber whose secrets still hold fast,

the doors close at the last. In the silence of the night the doors close at the last.

As the night gives way to the dawn, our tale ends in yet another name, engraved within the echoes of the chamber.

[polycarp]

Well-written epic conveying a sad and touching message. Nice one Raven!

[Paula]

PC, what does this poem mean? It seems like a horror poem, help me out luv. :-6

[polycarp]

Hello Paula, always a joy to hear from you. You see ,the same poem could have different interpretations. So, this is my perception of the poem which could be contrary to another person's

Its the story of a woman who lost a loved and took the laws in her hands to get revenge. She got her revenge but died in the process, decieved by the devil and abandoned by him in death.

The woman could equally be symbolized as "death" who goes prowling for unsuspecting victims.

Maybe Raven could throw some more light!

[Raven]

I was trying out my 'edgar allen poe'! Experimenting with a concept like The Raven. A romantic tragedy.

I wanted to reach for a classical 'Macbeth' type of tale.

I gotta tell you, it's one of my favorites!

Thank you both very much :yh_flower

[Jives]

Great stuff, Raven. I thought of Poe immediately.

The Amontillado, Montressor!

[koan]

Captivating. :-6

[Raven]

I seem to fall into the dark, gothic style in my paintings as well. My mother keeps telling me I have a dark side. :yh_bigsmi

My poetry and my paintings do seem to reflect as much. Funny thing is, the more bright and sunny I try to be, the darker the work! :yh_think

[polycarp]

Raven wrote: I seem to fall into the dark, gothic style in my paintings as well. My mother keeps telling me I have a dark side. :yh_bigsmi

My poetry and my paintings do seem to reflect as much. Funny thing is, the more bright and sunny I try to be, the darker the work! :yh_think
The issue of having a dark side is not peculiar to you, it's just that you have the will and poetic ability to say it out beautifully. Oscar Wilde once wrote that "every man is a moon and has a dark side". Furthemore, your mood when you write a poem matters, as there were some dark poems I once wrote when I was feeling down, in fact, I could not share them with anybody but tore the papers. So dear Raven, in my opinion, your're just talented at sharing your dark side poetically. Keep up the good effort.