The silence of the darkA silent shadowThe silence of the dark1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Quiet, dark, creeping,
The soft trickle of water,
Quiet, dark, seeping,
A darkened ally,
Quiet, dark, sleeping,
A man clutching at a knife,
Quiet, dark, weeping,
Blood spilling from his stomach,
Quiet dark, seeping,
Deaths bony hand,
Quiet, dark, creeping.
Corpse Party- Sakutaro MorishigeI see dead bodiesCorpse Party- Sakutaro Morishige3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Each organ neatly sprawled
Some of the arrogant and haughty
Others swallowed in time’s jaws
They are so delectable
Food for my eyes
A nearly orgasmic sight
Each corpse lies in lost cries
Hehe…such terror in their face
Such crooked stature by ruthless batter
Some say they look ugly
But it’s the insides that matter
Sonnet No.1The shadowy figures standing aroundSonnet No.116 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Haunting the shadows in the dark black room
Everyone knowing the horrible doom
And the horrid, painful groaning sound
Their power overwhelming all who come in
Turning them into horrid, trapped ghost
Souls turning into black nothing like most
Stuck in there wishing never to have been
Wanting out and forgiveness for their sins
Crying out for their family and friends
Whom they would never ever see again
Some spirits even longing for a twin
Those black figures never leaving the room
For if they leave they will meet their doom
Day 18- DraculaI will do more than conquer dustDay 18- Dracula2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I sacrificed humanity for this hot-blooded lust
I reveled in the strength taken from the weak
I built my throne from the bones of the just.
Leave the fate of something in my grasp
I am a viper, I am the asp
at the snowy breast of the innocent lamb
I am the cause of your last gasp.
you regard me equally with ecstasy and disgust;
you taste sweet, with an aftertaste of rust
perhaps I traded my heart, without knowing
I was meant to feed on the liquor essence of your trust.
I had conquered myself at last
ready to drift to sleep in the dreams of my past
there is nothing for me in the wastes
and what use am I as an outcast?
Then you slid into my hands
so easily lost, as though I hold grains of sand
your body, soft, easily turned to ash
easily consumed by my demands.
Little dove, I must have you entranced
do you remember that we burned as we danced
whirling through the fire, embers biting at our skin
every moment electric, every sensation enhanced
This is not a
Corpse Party- Naho SaenokiFoolish kids falling for everything they seeCorpse Party- Naho Saenoki2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bringing others from just a post on my blog
It’s amazing how stupid they can be
But it might be fun to see them croak like a frog
Kibiki, you’re all that matters
The darkening trying to devour my soul
I’m sorry for leaving your neck in tatters
Obtaining your love is my only goal
Shadow DanceThe light shuts off.Shadow Dance23 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The music quiets.
The clock slows.
Alone in my room,
I sit on the bed.
Huddled under the covers,
Staring at the wall.
Moonlight streams in,
Lighting the wall.
A dance begins.
A monster here,
Glowering at me.
A child there,
Screaming in agony.
A cloud forms overhead,
Sending down torrential rains.
I get a feeling of dread.
I cannot fall asleep again.
Slowly something slithers out
From underneath my bed.
I'm wallowing in fear and doubt
As a scream rings out inside my head.
I try to stand,
To reach the light.
I feel a hand.
I try to fight.
Every night they appear,
I can't get away.
I'm always overcome with fear,
Scared until the break of day.
Tonight it's done,
I just can't take it.
They've had their fun…
But I can't make it.
It should be day,
But still it's not.
Now running away
Is all that I've got.
I grab a knife.
I jump in bed.
I end my strife-
Now… I'm dead.
The shadows bother m
Corpse Party- Satoshi MochidaI could always lend you a handCorpse Party- Satoshi Mochida17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or if you need someone to hang with
When your conscious is filled with sand
And your body needs a lift
When death chases after you for a kiss
I’ll be your big brother
Or if fate takes away your bliss
I’ll be your friend like no other
Corpse Party- Mayu SuzumotoIt feels like there is a giant wallCorpse Party- Mayu Suzumoto17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am the highlight for these children’s day
Morishige, can’t you hear my call?
My body just for child’s play
I don’t look nice on the outside nor the insides
Please… don’t look at me
But my heart that has fallen still resides
And it will always beat for you in glee
The Machine's Warning...I have stood knee deep in mud and bone and filled my lungs with mustard gas!The Machine's Warning...1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have seen two brothers fall, I have lain with holy wars and copulated with the autumnal fallout!
I have dug trenches for the refugees.
I have murdered dissidents where the ground never thaws and starved the masses into faith!
A child's shadow burnt into the brick work, a house of skulls in the jungle.
The Innocent, the innocent Mandus!
Trapped and bled and gassed and starved and beaten and murdered and enslaved!
This is your coming century!
They will eat them Mandus
They will make pigs of you all
And they will bury their snouts into your ribs
And they will eat your hearts!
Corpse Party- Yoshiki KishinumaI’m sorry for not being able to helpCorpse Party- Yoshiki Kishinuma2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m sorry that I bug you
I’m sorry that I’m not warm enough to melt
But I don’t give a damn about that school
I’m sorry that these spirits are all an ass
I’m sorry that I couldn’t rescue us all through
I’m sorry if I’ve been like trash
But I want you to know that I love you
Corpse Party- Ayumi ShinozakiVoices of the bitter and sadCorpse Party- Ayumi Shinozaki3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Deprive my mind from sanity
Driving into my eye with a stab
Was a pair of scissors from past calamity
A worthless fool with me
Who doesn’t know the meaning of “help”
His mouth a pestering flea
Not even a candle could light this dimwit
The cursed Book of Shadows my only hope
Terrors found in it that I can’t illustrate
My last resort before my tears make me choke
The forbidden rule must be broke
A Necromancers WorkIt's slipped away,A Necromancers Work3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And you want it back,
But it's not ment to return.
You're beyond the point of practical help;
There's just one way to learn.
In a dark alleyway,
There dwells a man;
A dark soul shrouded in black.
To get what you want you must goto him;
In a way he'll help bring it back.
He requires the body,
And all of the bones,
And half of your lifespan as well.
For that is the price that one has to pay;
It is your own soul you must sell.
There is a catch.
Just a small tweek.
A change in the heart of the dead.
You'll see something's quite off in a terrible way;
As sinister thoughts fill it's head.
It's hearts turned to stone,
And It hungers for pain.
The soul that once lived there is gone.
Now here is that which you've sold your soul for.
It's this; a malicious black swan.