Our Sewn DaysHere set the sun,Our Sewn Days25 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pale as the day
The human race
Dried of tears..,
Cheers to, but not from
The day of demise
In which revenge
Twas a promise
So take our keepings,
As our empathy
Is as emotionless
As your glaring stare
Just hold our dead hands
Against your cool cheeks
Whilst we dance prayers
In the sky that took you
HalloweenWolves howl,Halloween5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's Halloween night,
to all those brave
... venturing the darkness remade.
throughout the town.
The boogieman laughs while he can.
It's all fun and games ...
until the ghosts come and play.
It's Halloween night,
to all those brave
... venturing the darkness --
He he he he!
UntitledНе дать не взять, такое дело:Untitled6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Европы, ясные умы
Рекли: "По сути дух - всё тоже тело,
И значит телу посвятим псалмы."
Умом Европа оскудела...
Встаёт вопрос: "А что же мы?"
На чёрное не с
Hide n' SeekHide n' Seek7 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
1, 2, 3, We were playing Hide n' Seek!
Your friends and my friends!
You hid we seek!
It was all fun!
Till she came!
She was ugly!
Rude mean and disgusting!
So I bit her! yes I did!
But oh how you cried!
I had no idea!
She was your sister!
They were mad! Yes they were!
So they beat me!
Oh! How it hurt!
They locked me away!
Oh! how I missed you!
You asked where I Was!
How happy I was!
Till he lied!
Straight in your face!
Enraged I was!
Naïve you were!
So that night, I chased him!
I ran down the hall!
And bit him too!
My friends hid the body!
In a gold suit!
Then you came back!
So we play again!
1, 2, 3! We're playing Hide n' Seek!
You hide we seek!
Behind the doors you are!
Sitting in his chair!
Why are you scared?
It's just a game!
1, 2, 3! Ready or not here I come!
See me dash down the hall!
Straight to you!
You hit the button!
But it's to late!
I FOUND YOU!!!
They call me the Puppeteer - [CREEPYPASTA SONG]They call me the Puppeteer - [CREEPYPASTA SONG]9 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Questo è un pezzo tratto dalla fanfiction di ‘The Puppetter’, un personaggio inventato da Bleedingheartworks. Si tratta della canzone che lui canta mentre ‘trasforma’ in burattini le sue vittime. Questo pezzo può essere diffuso liberamente nella rete e non chiedo crediti per la traduzione essendo molto breve, quindi fate pure copia&incolla e diffondete il credo. Bye! ~ Schrödinger's cat ♥
“Mi chiamano il Burattinaio
le mie dita affusolate e le mie mani bagnate
con le mie lacrime versate
per i burattini che io dirigo
con le mie corde e i sogni.”
“Mi chiamano il Burattinaio,
non ho amici, come te.
Quelli che della mia amicizia
il valore non sanno riconoscere
Alla fine, anche loro miei amici
chiederanno di diventare,
con le mie corde e i sogni.”
“Mi chiamano il Burattinaio,
il mio corpo è scuro e miei occhi bramosi d’oro.
Ai miei occhi, nessuno
The Killer of the NightIn the dark Shadow went killingThe Killer of the Night10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
on a cold night of June
into the lively city.
Golden was the moon and stars
that lit up the sky above.
Deadly was the killer
the dark gray phantom
who stalks the treacherous night.
Glowing Red eyes under a mask
black as coal.
A demon Shadow was
killing pitiful souls
making them beautiful and red.
Handsome was the demon
but dangerous even more.
Scary he was, frightening to all
the handsome small Shadow
with sharp black claws.
He was a stalker of the night
hunting others from before.
Destroying everything in his path
killing with his knife
being a threat to all.
The blackened blade he carried
blood echoed Drip Drop.
Beautiful he thought
as the blade pierced the body
and blood gushed out.
The slayer stood snickering
with the heart of the victim.
In the dark Shadow went killing
on a cold night of June
out of the deserted town.
Shadow stalks another
being the assassin of the dark.
Open Seasonthe pines resonate such lush peace-Open Season11 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
only to be splintered
away at the crack of man made death.
the trees shun me when i ask for help.
i feel life ooze into the leaves and dirt
beneath my broken self.
like a whickless candle
my flame burns away
at my own flesh
La reine des nuits sombresAu cœur de la nuit qui recouvre sans peine,La reine des nuits sombres12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Les forêts épineuses et les vertes plaines,
Les âmes sont prises d'un effroi inexplicable,
Lorsque luit l'astre au croissant impeccable.
Je ne crains vraiment pas ces noirs desseins,
Et ces abominations, vestiges de rites anciens,
Qui se terrent dans les creux et les ombres,
Invoquées par les serviteurs de la pénombre.
Moi qui sommeille encore au sein des profondeurs,
Car le mal incarné a façonné mon âme de terreur.
Ne craignez pas mon sourire démentiel mais fuyez !
Éloignez votre chair si tendre de mes crocs acérés.
Si je mords c'est pour tuer, ne jouez pas avec la mort !
Du ciel il pleut des larmes de sang, le soir quand je sors.
Déesse déchue, on m'a enfermée dans de noirs cachots
Mais des hommes faibles ont compati à mes sanglots.
A présent devenus mes loyaux serviteurs, liches infâmes
Ils arpentent les heures nocturnes en faucheurs d
The Madness Starts with WonderMy rabbit! My rabbit!The Madness Starts with Wonder12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why are you so very broken?
The fire that took my family
Has it taken my only companion?
The doctor cannot find my cure
I cannot find the past
Children taunt me in the street
I'm through the looking glass
My snow white host strays
Down streets of cobbled stone
The shadows closing in on me
Here, a face I know?
A caged bird, I'm in her grasp
She smiles maniacally
Features melting into horror
Exiled from a place where I am free
Ancient bones lay bare and bloody
My vale of tears, a meadow of grief
No longer the place where I am safe
Long gone is my dwelling of peace
A dash of blue, I dance from shadows
A flock of butterflies shield me
From ruinous forms of memories long gone
I destroy the foul monstrosity
A whistle howls, the ground does quake
My father always did love trains
Now he is gone, so what is wrong
My past, has it come back again?
My sweet dormouse, the rumpled hare
No longer friends of mine
My torture chamber, burned and pummelled
Am I destined to die?
Portrait of a MonsterFolded handsPortrait of a Monster12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon a quaint lap
Lace in her gown and her hair
Through ebony locks
Soft ruby, menacing teeth
Gaunt and drawn
Sunken eyes vacant
They stare rom pits of greyed ash
Curled white nails
Splintered, cracked, broken
Rake across her open wounds
One last breath
Whispered in anguish
The dame sits her last portrait
Lady in the LakeA cold dreary grey day for a SundayLady in the Lake18 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The mourning doves cast their call
And I remember something I do recall
A soundless lake mirrored with clouds
I started to frown
And slowly the whispers from town
Calls on the tale of the Lady in the lake
There was a woman tall and fair
Whom no one could compare
She had eyes of periwinkle blue
And dirty shoes
But she was remembered by only few
She was young and clearly twenty
A heart that beats for only one love
But a story quite sad and daunting for the Lady in the lake
As all love tales go none was far sadder then the Lady of the Lake
A one-sided love that could never be
Would soon be tainted in lust and greed
And of jealousy and malice
A woman to take another's love
Break a heart who's slowly turns grey as pale shale in moonlight
Oh woe to the Lady in the lake
For her heart ached till the core
Jealousy frothed with wrath
And forbidden taste of fruit of madness to be had
As the Lady of the lake will
Nightmares It's every midnight like clock workNightmares 19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Late hours at night
Tossing and turning
Drenched in a cold sweat
Shivers down my spine
My heart racing
The waking shock pulling me from the terrible dream
MY mind racing with confusion
The room silent except for the storm brewing like a growling dog outside
The lightning a flashes with such speed
I feel dizzy
My dream I just awoke from was full of fright
Suffocating, I hold on to myself
As if the fear I might fall apart at any given moment
Is this real
I hold my head from such terrible sights
How can such a innocent dream would turn into a nightmare
My most inner fears became a reality
That it shook me with utter fright
Like a rabbit in fear of the wolf coming closer in it's hiding place
I'm over taken with a rush of adrenaline
As my breathing slows
I laugh at how silly I am from such a small nightmare of being buried alive
Until a loud clash of thunder roars
As if chastisi
Red Rain (Poetry)Fingers that dance alongRed Rain (Poetry)19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lashes lowered to an
Lips pursed against
Brass bullet shells,
A thousand incisions
For an idyllic red rain.
Your Old Pal, Golden FreddyYour Old Pal, Golden Freddy20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see you
You forgot about me too?
They always do
I’m the one, you have to want
The one who doesn’t
Bother to knock
I’m the one the others fear
For I am what brought you here
I lay awake inside your mind
When you enter those doors
I am the one
That sits and waits
For you do go a bit…
Oh yes oh yes
Is what I say
Oh no, oh no
But no way my friend
It’s time to play
Maybe if I come today
It’ll teach you to stay away
“Stay away from what?”
“From your old pal
This Old Boy Named FoxyThis Old Boy Named Foxy21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My oh my
These fetching eyes
Make my heart swell
They don’t realize
That their demise
Will not end so well
They come to close
I lose control
Of everything that I am
My big sharp teeth
My hook hand
Sinks in so deep
I swear I didn’t mean it
But those men
They don’t believe it
So they shut my poor cove down
So now, I frown...
But no, I don't cry
So now only I
Will peak out at night
As long as you’re around
Since ’87 I’ve been lonely
You’re the one
Who will have some fun
With this old boy
Two Sides to the mirrorcome into my wonderland,Two Sides to the mirror21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
come and play with me,
let us walk through this hand in hand,
to a place where we can flee,
let us wander the paths of my mind,
and let our story unfold,
who knows what we could find,
What the future will hold,
let us find the cheshire cat,
and ask him why he grins,
he could question us about this or that,
as we chat about the queens latest sins,
We will wander down the path to the hatter's domain,
we could sit merrily and have some tea,
as we slowly become insane,
don't look now but we lost the key,
now we can never return,
but we don't care no not a bit for we are safe and sound,
in our little wonderland as we slowly burn,
don't you worry not one bit as we are tightly bound,
the real world our mother cries we are oblivious to their pleas,
slowly we will fade away,
drifting through wonderland with ease,
this little world inside our head keeping life at bay,
we truly love our wonderland our insanity,
its not our fault we had to escape because everyone ignored o
TriggerHe said the trigger would send him home, living life in fear, forgotten and all alone, that once the smoke would clear, you'd see a tragedy unlike any play or poemTrigger21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where would the faces turn when he was in the crowd, he'd wail, if but to a wall to avoid his face and his mouth full with sound, wanting to be heard but to no avail, this boy wandered without common ground, the air in his lungs stale
He'd play the tragedy in his head, romantcizing every detail while his happiness fled, his grins appear now as sinister growls, forgotten and alone, beware the silent ones-he's on the prowl
A midnight child of sorts, trapped in the time he was set free, the click and bang of misery reprieve, a hole in his heart and a wicked glee
Where is he now? Behind every snap of twig or creak of branch there's a restless soul with a vengeful chance, an opportunity to silence your screams and eliminate your existence, just as soon as you finish this sentence...
Five Nights at Freddy's Poem....(???)Five Nights at Freddy's Poem....(???)21 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Freddy's coming for you
Bonnie's at your door
Chicka's in the kitchen
Foxy just can't wait
For you to return...
saintlessglass eyes andsaintless1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
dead baby's breath,
haunted hollows of a collarbone
shielding a wonderworld of sensation
but you can't find my
soul because i hid it
away -- i've decided
to be something different
witches with green skin
and their stupid knobbly
fingers riding on
useless cupboard broomsticks
don't appeal to me,
give me a secret and i
can be your Halloween
skeleton in the closet
Red nails and dead eyesI will crawlRed nails and dead eyes1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
across this checkered floor
into your arms.
I will paint my face
with dark eyes
and lips sewn shut.
I give you a fantasy
where I bow
I am pale and gaunt,
made up like the dead
before I dominate you.
There is an energy
in your fear and my lust
that paints an apt picture
of the beast behind my make-up.
I will crawl
on hands and knees
to an alter that reeks of blood.
I smile at your hallucination
of my gentle hands
Your pupils dilate
beneath my magic,
your will a puddle of goo.
I am fair skinned and innocent,
yearning for your touch,
in your mind.
There is such power
in my stare that it corrupts you.
Our world a charcoal drawing
stained in red.
I will crawl
until I taste you
behind my teeth.
I will drink you
until my scars