inktober 2024…. DAY 7 : Passport – Dark Art
inktober 2024…. DAY 7 : Passport inktober 2024…. DAY 7 : Passport – A Demonic Passport to Hotel California… Click here to follow me in Instagram – @poeticdustbin View All INKTOBER 2021 Artworks
inktober 2024…. DAY 7 : Passport inktober 2024…. DAY 7 : Passport – A Demonic Passport to Hotel California… Click here to follow me in Instagram – @poeticdustbin View All INKTOBER 2021 Artworks
View in Instagram Inside My Chaotic Mind Puzzles with no shapes,Borders with no ends,Colors with no shades,Screams with no sound,Worlds with no meaning,Sins with no souls…Minds with no thoughts…Only chaos… only chaos… – Poetic Dustbin
View in Instagram Pill It’s time to release my demons… First in 2024… Tame the Horned One… – Poetic Dustbin
View in Instagram The Third Eye I can see you..Fading by the sideWalking through wallsWhispering, glancingI know youYou were in my dreamsI can hear your screamsI can feel your painThe sadnessThe madnessYou were once wasBut no longer here… – Poetic Dustbin
View in Instagram After the Rain Drip. Drop. Splash. The sky wept again. In a matter of hour, She cried in pain. She cried in anger. She filled the land With her tears, Whispering her fears. That one day, soon, Her home will vanish Will cease to exist Because we failed As its caretaker To …
View in Instagram Sky That Bleeds The seeds that cry…. All scattered in the sky…. Tell me the truth and the lie…. Give me reasons from the why… No matter how much we try… We let mother nature die… – Poetic Dustbin
View in Instagram My Demon, My Cat My demon…My eyes to the paranormal worldMy gateway to other dimensions..My channel to both negative and positive energy… – Poetic Dustbin
View in Instagram Pill Inside my mind is a string of devious thoughts…Inside my head is a plague of wickedness…I keep silent… I keep quiet…The only person that can hear meIs at the other side of the mirror…A solace for anxietyA pill for depressionMy buddy keeps me awayFrom my own apocalypse… – Poetic Dustbin
View in Instagram Rope of the Hopeless I look up…Spoke to GodTold Him my storyThe world in my eyesDoesnt need me…The people around meWouldn’t miss me…Am I selfish to need…A piece of your loveA slice of your embrace…The wind howls in silence..The crows sings aloud..Nothing. There’s nothing.I failed myself. Everyone.I look down…Spoke to GodAs my …
View in Instagram I am a Demon I am but damnedFor eternityJust becauseI am a rebelAnd despiseAuthority……I am but exiledFrom paradiseJust becauseI saw the truthAnd opened upHumans’ eyes… – Poetic Dustbin