This is our selection of verse and poetry, written by, for and about the goth/punk/industrial/death-rock community. Got some poems of your own? Heck, even if what you’ve got is articles, or a rant, or something completely else, you can send it to us. See the bottom of this page for details.
|How do you know when it went wrong? Why he left, what you did, what he wanted, or thought, or felt? What do you do when you just want to cut, but you never want to give him the satisfaction? A poem by Ella.|
|Amanda Depew packs a powerful exploration of alienation and doubt into less space than a sonnet, in a poem that lays bare the heart of darkness.|
|The Truth||Posted: 10-8-2003|
|Sandra Flood shows what it’s like to have everyone around you assume that you’re evil... to be set apart from everyone, desperately wondering what’s wrong.|
|My Asylum||Posted: 10-1-2003|
|Is she crazy? Or is she just institutionalized? Is it really that crazy to be different from others? Patty Weingart shows us a slice of broken life in the Asylum.|
|Why I Wear Black||Posted: sometime in 2001|
|First she tried wearing grey to escape attention. It didn’t work, so she switched to wearing black for power. A poem about becoming goth, by Artemis Hunter.|
|a nation divisible with justice invisible||Posted: sometime in 2001|
|Pledge allegiance to *what?!?* What does the red, white & blue stand for now? A poem about the decay of democracy, by kendl.|
Want to contribute content to the GothPunk Community? We’d love to see it! We’re especially looking for: artwork, essays, reviews (of clubs, movies, music, whatever), rants, articles and such-like. In fact, we have a whole list of things we’re looking for. Send submissions to webmaster@GothPunk.com.
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