Creepy Mid-World Crisis
with dark pleasure the web crawler
walked in from the rain
having traverse a gloomy city
that thrives on quiet pain
he had looked on sad lanes
watched lonely figures of night-shifters
trying to be what they were not
elegant and life of the party
it pleasured him
that they share his loneliness
but it terrified him too
so he came into his dimly lighted house
he passed into another world
colourful and fantastic, magical
he wanted it, eagerly reached out
and they all turn to dusts
the web crawler stinking with shame
with dark roaring anger in his mind
screaming with a despairing heart
began to destroy the realm's essence
then the light brigade trooped in
began to defend their little domain
words of incantations and appeasement
slowly pushed the darkness away
within the magical land
a gentle cleansing began
the hornets slowly left
peace reigned again.
walked in from the rain
having traverse a gloomy city
that thrives on quiet pain
he had looked on sad lanes
watched lonely figures of night-shifters
trying to be what they were not
elegant and life of the party
it pleasured him
that they share his loneliness
but it terrified him too
so he came into his dimly lighted house
he passed into another world
colourful and fantastic, magical
he wanted it, eagerly reached out
and they all turn to dusts
the web crawler stinking with shame
with dark roaring anger in his mind
screaming with a despairing heart
began to destroy the realm's essence
then the light brigade trooped in
began to defend their little domain
words of incantations and appeasement
slowly pushed the darkness away
within the magical land
a gentle cleansing began
the hornets slowly left
peace reigned again.
Published 3rd October 2014 10:00pm
Crossed Messages
the jewels she wore
were not as sparkling
as her eyes
as she looked at him
in her adoration
alas, he never noticed her
and she died within
he noticed her at the corner
looking at him fiercely
as if he sinned
for watching her
walking out of the door
and looking back he saw
relief in her eyes.
*parts written for Impromptu Composition*
were not as sparkling
as her eyes
as she looked at him
in her adoration
alas, he never noticed her
and she died within
he noticed her at the corner
looking at him fiercely
as if he sinned
for watching her
walking out of the door
and looking back he saw
relief in her eyes.
*parts written for Impromptu Composition*
Published 9th May 2014 10:20pm
Crossing the Heart
If pain can be measured by the bushels
no gurney sacks would be empty
and stacked against the fence
that she set up around her heart
if the number of time he left
can be counted on the fingers
of both hands and all her toes
more fingers should be grown
why is she still waiting for him
one day he will no longer need her
love will have died a natural death
she is still watering her hopes
She knows love will surely die
she sighs remembering his goodbye
the dusts in the air shifts
she smiles as her tears flow
Again
At least she's still feeling.
no gurney sacks would be empty
and stacked against the fence
that she set up around her heart
if the number of time he left
can be counted on the fingers
of both hands and all her toes
more fingers should be grown
why is she still waiting for him
one day he will no longer need her
love will have died a natural death
she is still watering her hopes
She knows love will surely die
she sighs remembering his goodbye
the dusts in the air shifts
she smiles as her tears flow
Again
At least she's still feeling.
Published 9th December 2014 00:09am
Crushed Underground
he walks into my heart
through words written
graceful from the start
until the very end
he twists his words
forming sharp knives
plunging into my mind
opening up old wounds
yet truth he shares
resounds in my awareness
wishes that beginnings
can start at the ending.
through words written
graceful from the start
until the very end
he twists his words
forming sharp knives
plunging into my mind
opening up old wounds
yet truth he shares
resounds in my awareness
wishes that beginnings
can start at the ending.
Published 16th April 2014 8:40am
Crying is to stop from Dying
why are you crying
why are you grieving
he hasn't died
he just moved on
a trail of rose petals
strewn on the path
towards her mama's grave
she wishes she is there too
tears, what are they
a trail on your cheeks
on to your lips
for something you never had
confessions and promises
are as logs floating in the river
carried by crystal water of life
a river bend lend new scenes
tears for an imagined hurt
never really knowing why
You feel its ending
the simple will to live
the rice cold on the bowl
on the table untouched
there is a typhoon out there
she wishes she is on its path
Are there other words
to 'Im sorry' or 'Loving you'
or versions of 'Be Safe'
maybe there are who knows
she is crying to stop from dying
grieving to stop from haunting
old frames old words caches
of memories...and hopes.
why are you grieving
he hasn't died
he just moved on
a trail of rose petals
strewn on the path
towards her mama's grave
she wishes she is there too
tears, what are they
a trail on your cheeks
on to your lips
for something you never had
confessions and promises
are as logs floating in the river
carried by crystal water of life
a river bend lend new scenes
tears for an imagined hurt
never really knowing why
You feel its ending
the simple will to live
the rice cold on the bowl
on the table untouched
there is a typhoon out there
she wishes she is on its path
Are there other words
to 'Im sorry' or 'Loving you'
or versions of 'Be Safe'
maybe there are who knows
she is crying to stop from dying
grieving to stop from haunting
old frames old words caches
of memories...and hopes.
Published 18th December 2015 9:33am
Cthulhu
born in labyrinthine
webs of gangrenous
mind dark within
the human thoughts
it awakes
with its minions
taking over, conquer
congregate
hissing mewling newborns
waiting to be heard
dripping saps
of deadly poison
Evoked by chants
from the book of the dead
Necromonicon
they whisper in awe
the old gods awake
writhing mass
of unspeakables
from within the core
of the earth
the sulphuric mass
Beware, speak not
nor whisper their names
for they hear
will not content
their mind with mere death
but drag you to deepest
hell, and enjoy your screams
and plea for mercy
they will never die
for they killed death
caverns of cloying darkness
is their domain
but call you their name
and you are doomed
heed not
The Call of Cthulhu.
webs of gangrenous
mind dark within
the human thoughts
it awakes
with its minions
taking over, conquer
congregate
hissing mewling newborns
waiting to be heard
dripping saps
of deadly poison
Evoked by chants
from the book of the dead
Necromonicon
they whisper in awe
the old gods awake
writhing mass
of unspeakables
from within the core
of the earth
the sulphuric mass
Beware, speak not
nor whisper their names
for they hear
will not content
their mind with mere death
but drag you to deepest
hell, and enjoy your screams
and plea for mercy
they will never die
for they killed death
caverns of cloying darkness
is their domain
but call you their name
and you are doomed
heed not
The Call of Cthulhu.
Published 13th February 2014 8:56am
Curiouser and curiouser
When she came to...
the seagulls didn't stop mid-flight
the stars didn't fall out of the heavens
but it was a sudden thought
that woke her up from her slumber
its was a series of knots untied
little lumps like prayer beads
questions marks hanging over her head
about what lies beyond the mountain
what was beyond the forests
what and who lived there
where did the river start
and where would it end
and those were just thoughts
as she tied her shoe laces
taking up her bags
going on her journey
eons passed and still thinking
and never getting there
the journey that began
a long time ago
had yet to end....
always forward and towards
whatever lies beyond.
the seagulls didn't stop mid-flight
the stars didn't fall out of the heavens
but it was a sudden thought
that woke her up from her slumber
its was a series of knots untied
little lumps like prayer beads
questions marks hanging over her head
about what lies beyond the mountain
what was beyond the forests
what and who lived there
where did the river start
and where would it end
and those were just thoughts
as she tied her shoe laces
taking up her bags
going on her journey
eons passed and still thinking
and never getting there
the journey that began
a long time ago
had yet to end....
always forward and towards
whatever lies beyond.
Published 8th November 2015 11:45pm
Cybernetic Romance
Sunrise on the Eastern Sky
As it crawls to midnight in yours
A yawn and a good morning
I whisper as I log on
I see your name and I smile
My beloved is online
A smiley, a hi
And we are both on high
Romance in the air
We are, in datas
That tick and click into the bank
Of the CPU
I gaze and adore your avatar
A knight, a smith
A bard, a minstrel
A man, a lover
A messenger so swift
A poet of old
You speak your mind
I understand
You pour out your heart
Shaking me to my core
For you say without constraint
What need to be said…
Your wish for love
For truth and honesty
For adoration sent from up above
Your need for togetherness
Your need for surcease
Of life’s unhappiness
You say them all
To me without restraint
Your likes, dislikes
Your needs and wants
Your desires
Your aspirations
We talk of love
Of loving and giving
Pleasures and delights
In our worldly realms
Of dreams of fulfillment
And a coming together
The night grows old
And hanker for dawn
We say goodnight
A smiley on hold
A click, a waving smiley
Computer shutdown.
As it crawls to midnight in yours
A yawn and a good morning
I whisper as I log on
I see your name and I smile
My beloved is online
A smiley, a hi
And we are both on high
Romance in the air
We are, in datas
That tick and click into the bank
Of the CPU
I gaze and adore your avatar
A knight, a smith
A bard, a minstrel
A man, a lover
A messenger so swift
A poet of old
You speak your mind
I understand
You pour out your heart
Shaking me to my core
For you say without constraint
What need to be said…
Your wish for love
For truth and honesty
For adoration sent from up above
Your need for togetherness
Your need for surcease
Of life’s unhappiness
You say them all
To me without restraint
Your likes, dislikes
Your needs and wants
Your desires
Your aspirations
We talk of love
Of loving and giving
Pleasures and delights
In our worldly realms
Of dreams of fulfillment
And a coming together
The night grows old
And hanker for dawn
We say goodnight
A smiley on hold
A click, a waving smiley
Computer shutdown.
Published 6th February 2012 6:59am
Cycles of Karma
to breath again the sweet life's scents
of love and life, to give to laughter
earthly bound through a cycle doom
to live out a life to sire more souls
those I plead to cycle through
bitter bread had this soul broken
of poverty and hunger had traverse
a chance, a time to live again
to pay a debt to human born
a brief time, nay, a clock's chime
lay me back to earth, karma to serve.
of love and life, to give to laughter
earthly bound through a cycle doom
to live out a life to sire more souls
those I plead to cycle through
bitter bread had this soul broken
of poverty and hunger had traverse
a chance, a time to live again
to pay a debt to human born
a brief time, nay, a clock's chime
lay me back to earth, karma to serve.
Published 14th June 2014 9:41am
Cymbals of Freedom
Raindrops from clouds of grey
Pouring rain on arid fields
Gushes of cold wind
Against the barren land
Landscapes of my mind
Falling golden circles
On deep murky water
Of stagnant pool deep in dark forests
Falling dead leaves on top
Scenes replayed as the paper is signed
Screaming banshees and shrieking harpies
Discordant sounds of wailing mourners
Slaps of flagellating whips on backs
Thumps of fists on chests
Regrets that plagued my heart
Walking out single once more
Ring-less finger ever so light
What price freedom
From loveless union
Just sad scenes played and re-played
Empty home, ringing with silence
Walls sighing with memories
Sing the house with loneliness
No strewn boxers, no empty beer cans
Just a resounding stillness, my freedom.
Pouring rain on arid fields
Gushes of cold wind
Against the barren land
Landscapes of my mind
Falling golden circles
On deep murky water
Of stagnant pool deep in dark forests
Falling dead leaves on top
Scenes replayed as the paper is signed
Screaming banshees and shrieking harpies
Discordant sounds of wailing mourners
Slaps of flagellating whips on backs
Thumps of fists on chests
Regrets that plagued my heart
Walking out single once more
Ring-less finger ever so light
What price freedom
From loveless union
Just sad scenes played and re-played
Empty home, ringing with silence
Walls sighing with memories
Sing the house with loneliness
No strewn boxers, no empty beer cans
Just a resounding stillness, my freedom.
Published 7th January 2013 11:16pm
Damn for Eternity
Murderer of infants
of old women
of man’s sleep...
You are Damn
For you walk
on legs chained
on the edge
of hot Gehenna
dead yet undead
and with everlasting
dread, you fear
falling into the
swirling pit of darkness…
Filled with hatred
Malevolence and rage
of the damned
shrieks and screams
madness and insanity
gobbling and cackling
moaning the damnation
Murderer you are
Eternal you pay
For all despair
Sorrow and grief
That you executed
You are damn!
of old women
of man’s sleep...
You are Damn
For you walk
on legs chained
on the edge
of hot Gehenna
dead yet undead
and with everlasting
dread, you fear
falling into the
swirling pit of darkness…
Filled with hatred
Malevolence and rage
of the damned
shrieks and screams
madness and insanity
gobbling and cackling
moaning the damnation
Murderer you are
Eternal you pay
For all despair
Sorrow and grief
That you executed
You are damn!
Published 29th February 2012 7:55pm
Dance Of The Phoenix
What does it take
to make
the gracious break ,
tenaciously ,
evasively
advances around you skate ,
you never take the bait ,
do you ever quake
with milk and glass ,
a strawberry
would you make mine a shake
Gracious is as gracious still
A bough unbent with laden snow
The bait is sweet, honey combed
To taste from them is indulgence
To skate apart the pattern strives
To meet in the midst and make a bow
With graceful rhythm and Rhyme
If you wait much longer
the pain it just gets stronger ,
the loneliness it takes away
confidence , a price to pay
not of less
but in a big way
and you my grace
Cannot give that away
you are the best
of all great days
you're the zed in zest
and there you waste ,
with all the finest
passion on parade ,
if you need a high lift
I'm here every day
A road travelled
Promises to keep
A love like you knew
For one you once had
Is also mine to feel
To bear allegiance to one
Until as such the bough do break
And wander I, upon the bleak
wilderness of my wasted land
Through the flame
the orange glow
or the pitch of note ,
the celo's groan ,
we fly the same
carpet that floats ,
your soul I crave
your boat I'll row ,
your life I'd save
and let mine go
for you were made
for me …I know
The heart does glow
The soul does sing
This human coil does spark
I thank you now
The utmost honour you bring
To this unworthy being
I beg you now to acquiesce
Be lover loved in Maya space
Never to be second best
For though, Your arms are strong,
The curl of your hands
So sensuous
Your lips passionate in its promises,
your eyes melts mortal women’s hearts
Stronger is my promises
And honour is my code
You honour
what you cannot see ,
respect of a dishonesty
you sit and wait
make no mistake ,
as your phone does
refuse to shake ,
you bide by a code
but the liar , he does break ,
excuses get told ,
he refuses what's gold ,
defused in the cold ,
at the bottom of loves lake .
I bow humbled by your words
Of truth in the telling
Of fruits in the making
Of disappointment and hurt
That’s coming
I persevere for my sake
For I would hate me otherwise
I wait with bated breath indeed
For love at last to ring the bell
Should I fall before that dawn,
Hate me not for being a clown
My epitaph do write
Here lies one who loved well
Rest in peace
oh lovely grace
for I can see
what is your fate
on new years eve
alone and late
you were deceived
and your heart , it did break .
to make
the gracious break ,
tenaciously ,
evasively
advances around you skate ,
you never take the bait ,
do you ever quake
with milk and glass ,
a strawberry
would you make mine a shake
Gracious is as gracious still
A bough unbent with laden snow
The bait is sweet, honey combed
To taste from them is indulgence
To skate apart the pattern strives
To meet in the midst and make a bow
With graceful rhythm and Rhyme
If you wait much longer
the pain it just gets stronger ,
the loneliness it takes away
confidence , a price to pay
not of less
but in a big way
and you my grace
Cannot give that away
you are the best
of all great days
you're the zed in zest
and there you waste ,
with all the finest
passion on parade ,
if you need a high lift
I'm here every day
A road travelled
Promises to keep
A love like you knew
For one you once had
Is also mine to feel
To bear allegiance to one
Until as such the bough do break
And wander I, upon the bleak
wilderness of my wasted land
Through the flame
the orange glow
or the pitch of note ,
the celo's groan ,
we fly the same
carpet that floats ,
your soul I crave
your boat I'll row ,
your life I'd save
and let mine go
for you were made
for me …I know
The heart does glow
The soul does sing
This human coil does spark
I thank you now
The utmost honour you bring
To this unworthy being
I beg you now to acquiesce
Be lover loved in Maya space
Never to be second best
For though, Your arms are strong,
The curl of your hands
So sensuous
Your lips passionate in its promises,
your eyes melts mortal women’s hearts
Stronger is my promises
And honour is my code
You honour
what you cannot see ,
respect of a dishonesty
you sit and wait
make no mistake ,
as your phone does
refuse to shake ,
you bide by a code
but the liar , he does break ,
excuses get told ,
he refuses what's gold ,
defused in the cold ,
at the bottom of loves lake .
I bow humbled by your words
Of truth in the telling
Of fruits in the making
Of disappointment and hurt
That’s coming
I persevere for my sake
For I would hate me otherwise
I wait with bated breath indeed
For love at last to ring the bell
Should I fall before that dawn,
Hate me not for being a clown
My epitaph do write
Here lies one who loved well
Rest in peace
oh lovely grace
for I can see
what is your fate
on new years eve
alone and late
you were deceived
and your heart , it did break .
Published 8th January 2012 10:41pm
Dancing on Starlight
on nights when velvet skies
are dotted with sparkling stars
I think of you dancing across
the galaxy, with tails of moonbeams
the enigmatic smile, the lovely eyes
dreamily looking into their own
memories, or maybe a magical future
or thoughts of handprints in the heart
on dup nights reading your thoughts
sometimes you speak of your love
at times your hopes your dreams your fears
then, I could almost touch you
tears of happiness prickle my eyes
as you profess your love for the one
of sadness and sorrow as you grief
that is the strength of your words
I know you know pain and disappointment
I know you shook hands with fear
You had looked into the abyss
And knew the horror of what might be
a minute of your strength
will be of great length for me
a fraction of your endurance
can be an achievement for me
but through all those, the beauty
of being oneself, a screaming win
against waking nightmares
loving hard, and striding on stronger,
is your triumph.
are dotted with sparkling stars
I think of you dancing across
the galaxy, with tails of moonbeams
the enigmatic smile, the lovely eyes
dreamily looking into their own
memories, or maybe a magical future
or thoughts of handprints in the heart
on dup nights reading your thoughts
sometimes you speak of your love
at times your hopes your dreams your fears
then, I could almost touch you
tears of happiness prickle my eyes
as you profess your love for the one
of sadness and sorrow as you grief
that is the strength of your words
I know you know pain and disappointment
I know you shook hands with fear
You had looked into the abyss
And knew the horror of what might be
a minute of your strength
will be of great length for me
a fraction of your endurance
can be an achievement for me
but through all those, the beauty
of being oneself, a screaming win
against waking nightmares
loving hard, and striding on stronger,
is your triumph.
Published 20th May 2014 10:51pm
- Last modified 21st May 2014 6:57pm
Dancing to Charades
A moonlit bay, dancing alone
To the rhythm of the ocean
Bathed in colourless despair
Caressed by coldness
Holding within my heart
A bouquet of lies
Remembrance like fragrance
Of wilting flowers
Merciless in its presence
Turning stakes within a broken heart
The final wave of goodbye
Repeated movies in my mind
The ‘I love yous’
In lovers’ passion throes
Nothing but keys to doors
Of brief encounters
What I thought was promises of forever
Were ashes on kissed lips
Lover’s divine gifts
A lovely masquerade
A passionate charade
Of endless deep love
Left like fallen confetti
At the altar of an empty church
Loneliness is my lover tonight
Constantly loving me long and hard
Desolation court me with love
Whispering promises of misery
To embrace me with passion
Heart held hostage in a masquerade.
To the rhythm of the ocean
Bathed in colourless despair
Caressed by coldness
Holding within my heart
A bouquet of lies
Remembrance like fragrance
Of wilting flowers
Merciless in its presence
Turning stakes within a broken heart
The final wave of goodbye
Repeated movies in my mind
The ‘I love yous’
In lovers’ passion throes
Nothing but keys to doors
Of brief encounters
What I thought was promises of forever
Were ashes on kissed lips
Lover’s divine gifts
A lovely masquerade
A passionate charade
Of endless deep love
Left like fallen confetti
At the altar of an empty church
Loneliness is my lover tonight
Constantly loving me long and hard
Desolation court me with love
Whispering promises of misery
To embrace me with passion
Heart held hostage in a masquerade.
Published 21st January 2013 11:38pm
Dark Embraces in the Blue
A collaboration with Souladareatease
magical hues, twinkling starlights
rushing through scrambled universe
cool the air on throbbing silver wings
flying towards the beloved with love
carriage calling for home
star shine speck gleaming
brace bound dreams graze with conditioned trust
ripples far flung blow emotions rush
portholes open into the night
breaths' vapours lend matte
dream scenes on luminous glass
joyful sights of tomorrow's hopes
kisses tending blow from Heaven
hello goodbye embracing instant
clippings for fresh feathers stretch
borne bright for Gods eye
happy hopes for kindred meet
dreams behind fluttering closed eyes
memories of distant adieu
making sweet the welcoming smiles
Elysium fields roll out golden
quests acquire breath of butterfly
calm slips tranquil drifting aloft
place upon kismet ever dawn
then dreams sputter in terror bind
flying iron and steel vessel shudders
silhouetted against the darkened skies
it shudders as Aurora Borealis manifests
She drags close, despair hugging earth
set sad eyed cross brisk divide
fear trembled waves from family, friends
pounding of hearts race screaming peace
the blue below welcoming rages
the turbulence of oceans await
the wind that in unison screams
with those strapped on their seat
sold unto fate for pennies
beholden for thy presence given
fragile life propels pulse into immortal
all time is caught captured oblivion
As an eagle with broken wings
as a dragon with fiery roar
diving to towards the turbulent blue
the iron vessel screams down
Slapped harsh along silent wide openings
desolate whippings besting we without knowledge
howls heard for scraps of hope
Safety gone with numbers lost
indignant voices unheard, fiery bubbles stop
they are brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers
living and dying within one belly
the silver sarcophagus lie supine to rust
rushing through scrambled universe
cool the air on throbbing silver wings
flying towards the beloved with love
carriage calling for home
star shine speck gleaming
brace bound dreams graze with conditioned trust
ripples far flung blow emotions rush
portholes open into the night
breaths' vapours lend matte
dream scenes on luminous glass
joyful sights of tomorrow's hopes
kisses tending blow from Heaven
hello goodbye embracing instant
clippings for fresh feathers stretch
borne bright for Gods eye
happy hopes for kindred meet
dreams behind fluttering closed eyes
memories of distant adieu
making sweet the welcoming smiles
Elysium fields roll out golden
quests acquire breath of butterfly
calm slips tranquil drifting aloft
place upon kismet ever dawn
then dreams sputter in terror bind
flying iron and steel vessel shudders
silhouetted against the darkened skies
it shudders as Aurora Borealis manifests
She drags close, despair hugging earth
set sad eyed cross brisk divide
fear trembled waves from family, friends
pounding of hearts race screaming peace
the blue below welcoming rages
the turbulence of oceans await
the wind that in unison screams
with those strapped on their seat
sold unto fate for pennies
beholden for thy presence given
fragile life propels pulse into immortal
all time is caught captured oblivion
As an eagle with broken wings
as a dragon with fiery roar
diving to towards the turbulent blue
the iron vessel screams down
Slapped harsh along silent wide openings
desolate whippings besting we without knowledge
howls heard for scraps of hope
Safety gone with numbers lost
indignant voices unheard, fiery bubbles stop
they are brothers, sisters, mothers and fathers
living and dying within one belly
the silver sarcophagus lie supine to rust
*this collab was inspired by the recent airplane disappearance*
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 21st May 2014 10:31am
Written by Grace (Idryad)
Published 21st May 2014 10:31am
Dark Lover in a Camaro
Dark deeds unflawed by remorse
Nothing guilt touched nor sense
Murder of souls, deeded to devils
Or minions of the underworld
Have nothing to it indeed
This is the tale that I will tell
Of such dark deeds as yet untold
The house at the top of the hill
Where two women fair used to dwell
A man did come and stay one day
O but what a handsome man was he
He wooed and won the hearts
Of both the maiden in a row
The eldest during the consummation
Was fed a sleeping potion
It made her sleep all night you see
The potion was strong indeed
The younger he did lavish love
So fine and fun that she did scream
For more and more and many between
The leash off her maiden confine
She did enjoy
But when midnight came, he did transform
To a hideous beast he was
A cross of wolf, serpent and worm
He took her pleasure to the brim
Of madness with his expertise
He mated with her without and within
And in his pleasure he burst her in
Her seams all gone splattered on the wall
The gore and blood from her body
Drained on the floor with nothing to pick
A tired man he was when he transformed
And cleaned the floor of all the bloody trash
Next night the older woman woke
To an ardent lover all unrestrained
Lapping her up from head to toe
She was engulfed in passionate throes
Oh how she cried for more and more
Of the pleasure that went up and down
Her supple pretty body, so unclad
The owl did screech
The banshees scream
For when she reached her passion extreme
He turned to beast once again
And fed on her with passionate ravenousness
That dawn did come with hollow light
The house on the hill was silent
A lone man drove away
Black clad in his silver Camaro
A smile on his face
Nothing guilt touched nor sense
Murder of souls, deeded to devils
Or minions of the underworld
Have nothing to it indeed
This is the tale that I will tell
Of such dark deeds as yet untold
The house at the top of the hill
Where two women fair used to dwell
A man did come and stay one day
O but what a handsome man was he
He wooed and won the hearts
Of both the maiden in a row
The eldest during the consummation
Was fed a sleeping potion
It made her sleep all night you see
The potion was strong indeed
The younger he did lavish love
So fine and fun that she did scream
For more and more and many between
The leash off her maiden confine
She did enjoy
But when midnight came, he did transform
To a hideous beast he was
A cross of wolf, serpent and worm
He took her pleasure to the brim
Of madness with his expertise
He mated with her without and within
And in his pleasure he burst her in
Her seams all gone splattered on the wall
The gore and blood from her body
Drained on the floor with nothing to pick
A tired man he was when he transformed
And cleaned the floor of all the bloody trash
Next night the older woman woke
To an ardent lover all unrestrained
Lapping her up from head to toe
She was engulfed in passionate throes
Oh how she cried for more and more
Of the pleasure that went up and down
Her supple pretty body, so unclad
The owl did screech
The banshees scream
For when she reached her passion extreme
He turned to beast once again
And fed on her with passionate ravenousness
That dawn did come with hollow light
The house on the hill was silent
A lone man drove away
Black clad in his silver Camaro
A smile on his face
Published 13th July 2012 10:08am
- Last modified 13th July 2012 10:57am
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