Walking Calamity… A Dark Art
View in Instagram Walking Calamity Another Monster Machine Abomination – Poetic Dustbin
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It’s time to release my demons… A Dark Art
View in Instagram Pill It’s time to release my demons… First in 2024… Tame the Horned One… – Poetic Dustbin
Wolverine – Fanart in Pencils
View in Instagram Wolverine Fan Art It’s my quick crude pencil depiction of the X-men’s Wolverine… – Poetic Dustbin
Scribbles and Doodles… A Dark Art
View in Instagram Scribbles & Doodles The infinite expression of disgust and misery… My mind whispering dark thoughts… in circles… in ink… This is where I dwell… – Poetic Dustbin
A Monster of Doom – Dark Art
View in Instagram A Monster of Doom We are broken pieces Of a shattered future We are delusional stars Of a man-made galaxy We are blind addicts Of the blue social pills We are all victims Singing Hallelujah To the Wifi Gods Praying and yearning For likes and followers Eyes fixated, rolling Swiping away Each …
Optica Demonicus – A Dark Art and Poetry
View in Instagram Opticus Demonicus We see everything… All that is wrong… All that are mistakes… Burdened by tempestuous thinking We crowned ourselves as kings Knowledgeable in all ways In all ways, Social Media 24 hours glaring infects From selfsucking platforms Swiping our way to the top In the end we are nothing A pawn …
Inktober 2022 – Day 12 – Forget
Inktober 2022 – Day 12 – Forget Inktober 2022 – Day 12 – Forget – A Beast holding his brain and hunting for ghouls to replace his brains.Click here to follow me in Instagram – @poeticdustbin View All INKTOBER 2022 Artworks
Inktober 2022 – Day 4 – Scallop
View in Instagram Inktober 2022 Challenge Day 4 – Scallop A Monster Scallop with an all-seeing Evil Eye
Inktober 2022 – Day 2 – Scurry
View in Instagram Inktober 2022 Challenge Day 2 – Scurry A Monstrous Half-Women Half-Insect on a hunt
Broken Mirror – Dark Art and Dark Poetry
View in Instagram Broken Mirror We label others by their ugly past and see them as monsters… no less But sometimes we forget that we ourselves created these abominations in our head, in our heart only to find out in the end that we are walking on broken pieces of shattered mirrors… – Poetic Dustbin