Decree of WolvesIn nights where tortured minds are quickDecree of Wolves2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And agony is slow
It’s blood in which you’re put to sleep
It’s sinew’s that you sow
And followed close to running feet
Is fear and all your woes
The darkness and its acolyte
Your terrifying foes
As light decides to say goodbye
While day is wrought by night
The sun gives way to ancient arts
Of murmured words and rites
And though you know your very soul
Will break without a fight
The phrases whispered to your mind
Will promise not to bite
A world of monsters dare to plague
What we have left to show
Of all our world drenched in a war
A hate that nearly glows
They’ll teach you lessons ‘till you cry
They’ll knot your limbs in bows
They’ll show you what it means to beg
Dipped in fire, head to toe
They’ll claw until your feelings bleed
They’ll take away your sight
They won’t hold back, they won’t step down
They’ll use all of their might
They’ll sink their fangs in muscl
~FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN~Thus quoth the Raven, so say he~FLIGHT OF THE RAVEN~3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
“Say I, nevermore, nevermore...”
From haven he lift, so do he
“E-kaaah, now 'tis so, so I soaaar!”
Pitch wings a'spread, grim air he drifts
Diamond Moon danglin', a jewel
Raven's flight, from third day to fifth
He perches, talons murk and cruel
Demon Raven, in gothic fright
What see he with his seeing-eye?
The shadows part, and from un-light
Flew forth Crow, Raven's path awry
Locked in turmoil, Raven n' Crow
The stars turn gaze averse t' gore
With talons they reap, death they sow
And so say the Moon, “Nevermore.”
RevengeSeeing myself standing alone,Revenge3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In the cold darkness with nothing to hold.
The small ray of light I shall atone,
A tearful sight I know behold.
This gnashing night an enormous hate,
Those eyes as black as coal.
Changing my fate,
This heart in which he stole.
Still I moved nonetheless content,
Having no suspicions of his lies.
I did not stop, I did not repent,
Although I could not look into his eyes.
A drop, perhaps a tear,
Falls from the eyes I see.
Maybe he too, cannot hear,
The words that come from the.
He did not give me impunity,
Unaware of my explanation.
This spark of inhumanity,
Will impose his immolation.
These dark feelings of resentment,
Have rose my true successions.
I shall achieve a punishment,
One of such deadly impressions.
I will not pause, I will not wait,
Under the cold white moon.
As he embraces her by the gate,
Wondering if it will be over soon.
Its not hard to find,
Why she left before the crime.
For she too in her mind,
Thought their lives were sublime.
The New DeathThe breeze was frigid and the aroma engulfedThe New Death2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The bare coverings and faceless cults
The smiles and fakers
The walls and breakers
The consumption and death
The motivation that was suddenly left
The fight I had, has now gave up
So now I know, that I have sinned
This is a sorrow, which I cannot comprehend
The murders that have become the new trends
This has been a frightening thought
Times are changing, now everything is being bought
These men are charging
This is not a time for training
This is when survival is important
The fighting that becomes constant
The screams of hatred and the feeling of blindness
The clueless minds and all of the stress
The promises and the regrets
The dominance that you have met
The splattered blood
This has rendered me paralysed at the sight of this flood
They tell me that this is all supposed to happen
Thus they tell me that I am dead
This life I may never be allowed
To feel the happiness, that once made us proud
These days I cower and run
The night hawks loom
Clothed in fearsI wear my skinClothed in fears3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just like a mask
But it’s not the truth
In which I bask
I wear my lies
Above my truths
Like a coat over shirts
Or socks under shoes
I clothe myself
In velvet and silk
Formed by falsehood
Grandeur and filth
I’ll hide behind
My legend and myth
For it is much easier
Than being forthwith
So I’ll disarm you
With riddle and rhyme
And your confusion
Will be simply sublime
And when you’re unwary
And truly afraid
I’ll find your weakness
And your life shall fade