Le tueurJouons avec la mort, jouons avec la vieLe tueur13 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Jouons tous ensemble au chat et à la souris
Suivez donc ma piste parsemée de corps
Jouons avec la vie, jouons avec la mort
AMC - Night WalkersInnocence ForgottenAMC - Night Walkers39 minutes ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Slayers bear arms
Murderers on the run
Echoes of battle cries
Fangs on display
Doomed to die
Oasis of blood
Vampiris Dancethe liquid slides delicately, down the evildoer's lips,Vampiris Dance12 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
savouring the time of their darkest eclipse
the victim lays limply, their skin a pale white hue,
as they slowly perished in front of you
the metallic smell of bloodshed, the scent lies in the air,
their hungry eyes can tell you that they're aware
for the vampire strikes fast and quick, beginning death
with a sharp bite and a couple of licks
the room is dark and gloomy, camouflaging you
new death is in the area and they can sense it just like you
you might be another victim, in the dark night glow of blue
you could be their dinner or an appetiser for their stew
belladonna, iris and laceflower, there's quite a few
of the flowers she displayed to entice you
for a vampire takes their time to please, tempting you
into the deathly crimson darkness
on the 13th hour of the 13th month, an enigma to all
began to tempt and slowly chastise you
the dance of the shadow vampire, is the one who
would kill whom
sweet dreams, honey,
welcome to the
I Am Your NightmareI'v never been one to stand up on my own.I Am Your Nightmare17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Feelings of weakness surround me,
this abuse is so wrong.
Im getting tired of your lies,
your pushing me around.
Push me one more time
and I will show you that I am strong!
You had your chance to change.
Yet you kept me in a cage.
You fed the beast inside of me,
now suffer through my rage!
Im not going to kill you.
Thats what you would have wanted.
Ill let you dwell on your pain,
until it leaves you haunted.
When you look back
on all the pain you have caused,
without a doubt you are going to see,
that all the hell you had made,
has been slowly making me.
FearDeath's star fallsFear2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Down shadowed halls,
Darkness consumes, eats devours
Until the dreaded midight hour
Creaking boards throught the night,
Shadowed fiends just out of sight
The sandman comes, the sand man steals
Lightning flashes, thunder peals
Crying ssilent, crying alone,
the sadness envelops like the dark maidens womb
Blood seeps from shadowed halls, deaths bell dings
The siren song of sweet abyss does lure and sing
The Haunted HouseTrees whisper, bats flutter,The Haunted House2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Raindrops trickle down the gutter,
Wind howls, gate creaks,
Floorboards crumble, roof leaks.
Leaves chase, the old doors swing,
The hand of night invites you in,
Brass bites, rats scurry,
Insects creep, spiders hurry.
Salt scatters, old clock chimes,
Lost bell echoes through the times,
Cloak swishes, peeling paint,
Dark damp stain, feeling faint.
Run from the house, fast as the wind,
The spirits judging those who sinned,
Tear through the trees, speed through the gate,
Fleeing fast from inevitable fate.
Hook.He came to the door just in timeHook.2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To see boy commit his crime
He watched the figure take to the sky
Holding his children who laugh not cry
They flew away with the boy in green
Never again to be seen
The years have passed and the man has changed
The time has turned his mind deranged
He lost one hand to the child thief
And of a flying ship became the chief
Captain hook became his name
And the death of Pan will be his fame
He lost his children to the wretched child
Watching as the boy took them and smiled
Hook then vowed to stop young Peter Pan
To keep others from losing kids he’d do all he can
Peter Pan The Child TheifDarting about like a moth in lightPeter Pan The Child Theif2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A figure is seen across the starry night
A teenaged boy all dressed in green
Flew across the sky serene
Peter Pan is his name
Stealing children is his game
From window to window his shadow lurks
Searching for victims who satisfy his quirks
Finally his targets have been set
And he begins his lies so they won’t fret
“I’ll take you to a place beyond the sky,
Where you won’t get older and you’ll never die.”
The children smile at this chance
And go along with his twisted dance
“Now hold on tight to each other’s hand
And our next stop is my Never Land.”
With a devious smile he took to the sky
The children going along with his ply
But the poor children would be seen no more
As Their feet lifted from the floor
Raxacoricofallapatorian MonstersSmelly green beings,Raxacoricofallapatorian Monsters2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Larger than any human,
Intent on Earth's destruction.
Tricky to spot as they
Hide in humans' skin.
Expelling toxic gases.
Ending our lives.
Not as long as we know thier weakness.
The Sea WidowShe walked in twilightThe Sea Widow4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
singing softly to an empty sea,
it beckons her to jump and be free,
a phantom grieving in the night.
Under the moon she is a specter in white
weeping beneath the lover's tree,
she walked in twilight
signing softly to an empty sea.
With each passing hour hope burns less bright,
she trembles at a lone owls eerie plea
it haunts her like the cry of a banshee,
a traitors heart yearns to give into blight,
she walked in twilight.
De nocheDe noche en la aldeaDe noche4 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
el miedo se libera.
Un cielo negro sin luna,
estrellas no hay ninguna.
Tétrica suena la una,
en la noche reverbera.
De noche en la aldea
el miedo se libera.
Campan libres los horrores
y las gentes, con temblores,
rezan a sus protectores,
pues sólo la fe les queda.
De noche en la aldea
el miedo se libera.
Lady WinterFrightful beauty shined from the ice in her eyes,Lady Winter5 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
her chilly smile made your heart freeze in place
and with her always followed heavy gray skies,
stony composure lingers on her face,
the blizzards of her wind sound as Banshee cries,
drift to sleep and accept her silent embrace
smothered by the endless snow her hair,
with her purity and death hang in the air.
Test Subject #01Little bird, little bird, so brave and trueTest Subject #015 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Chasing the sunshine with wings dyed with blue
I adore the dreams you sowed together
What if your dreams will not last forever?
Little bird, little bird, happy and free
Outside the cage, you are flying with me
I love the fact that you are in your best
What if I take you away from your nest?
Little bird, little bird, sing me a song
About the sky where we always belong
You voice is like a light fading away
You will be mine at the end of the way
Little bird, little bird, my world is you
Funny it is, you haven't cried a few
Stuck in prison, unable to get out
My little bird, no one can hear you shout
The Man At The DoorA man stands resolutely at the doorThe Man At The Door1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Of the ranch house in the once-green fields of corn
How long he'll stand there, stoic, no one's sure
He's been there since at least when I was born
He must have knocked or maybe rang a bell
Not sure if houses had bells in those days
The old folks don't remember all that well
They were still young when the flood swept most of it away
We don't ask, though I hear some people dared
And none of them have come back, at least yet
Just stood there at the door with him until they just weren't there
Or maybe they still are, and we forget
Go to sleepRuby flames dancing in my eyesGo to sleep1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Held no truth, full of lies
Adrenaline rushed inside of me
All displeasure, never glee
Hands clenched, face with tears
Dark thoughts filled with fears
Eyes mad, insanity snapped
Crimson blood all sapped
Chest numb, burning with hate
This is all, my only fate
"Kill kill" my mind always said
I want everyone to be dead
Man sleeping in one's bed,
Blurry vision, flames in red
Closer and closer, I go
Almost there, to my foe
Knife dangling in my hand
To slaughter this one man
The man's soul must be reaped
Smile on face, "Go to sleep..."
Apocalypse RisingThe exterior door is shutting down.Apocalypse Rising1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The walls surrounding are feeling very
Caged. Noises of the dead rise up and scream.
Fingers scraping down, echoing through halls.
Slow movements, a shuffling, a skirmish, shots
Fired. Silence penetrating the building.
Then, footsteps coming ever closer near me.
Dead, alive? It could be either one. I
Hope for the living, pray the walkers stay
Away. Steak knife held close raised for combat.
I raise my arm to strike just to find Jan.
She’s alive! I thank the stars, we’re all we
Have left in this world of death and decay.
She grabs my arm, rushing down the hallway.
Running for our lives, we tumble and crash.
Falling down stairs we hear noises of the
Dead. They come crawling towards where we fell.
We are cornered in the groove. Quietly
We breathe. Hoping by the stars that they can’t
See us. They are close, moving nearer. I
Sneeze and it’s all over. They are coming.
DriveStay focussed on the old, cracked pavementDrive1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
as your wheels roll along the winding path
ignoring the screaming of your personal wrath,
lulling you to fall to sleep as a payment;
It whispers hate that echoes through your pathetic,
Empty head, only full now with the sounds
of screaming tires as the bitter taste of arsenic
Tricks your thoughts to let loose the guard hounds.
The screaming continues and the baying persists
all muddling your sense heading towards the bridge.
How much longer can you rely on your wits?
Gas pedal connects with floorboard, mind goes rigid.
Sharp turn to the left gets you over the rail
A moment left till you gasp for some air.
Whispers in the dark.Tumbling in the darkness,Whispers in the dark.1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A little boy led astray,
Because the dark kept whispering,
For him to come and play.
He pulled and tugged and twisted,
But it ignored his plight,
It dragged him ever further,
Away from all the light.
It whispered pretty nothings,
He tried not to understand,
Whilst the grip just tightened,
Upon his little hand.
They never found his body.
They only heard his voice.
Forever calling out,
That he never had a choice.
Beware the dark my son,
It calls us whilst we sleep.
So curl up tight, ignore the night,
And dare not make a peep.
SkinchangerThe Skin changer is a beast,Skinchanger1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who every full moon has a feast.
Every moon he goes to his
Just as the moon is appearing.
All alone he changes his skin
To prove that he’s the wolf’s kin.
He removes his clothes and then
The transformation to be the wolf’s kin.
He learned that being human is very easy,
However, his stomach is now queasy.
With the crushing of his hips,
With the expanding of joints,
With the crunching of spine,
His nails come forth;
They are as sharp as steel
And he hungers for his
His jowls stretch and they expand
And shows what has been hidden.
Fur comes out in patches and his muscles expand
So much that his wolf form
Being a Creature of the Night,
he has a supernatural might.
The change is complete
and now it is his food he will meet.
Running and running like there is no tomorrow,
he runs in the skin that he has borrowed.
He crashes through the bushes and sniffs the air
Thunder StrikesThunder strikes above the dark house on the hillThunder Strikes1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
its foreboding silhouette glowing in the dark
as laughter comes from inside.
The laughter of children
(or perhaps that of a madman) is hidden as
thunder strikes above the dark house on the hill
Is that a family I see there?
or perhaps a killer? Nay, it must be kind
as laughter comes from inside
A scream is heard
but of joy or fear?
Thunder strikes above the dark house on the hill
Despite it's gloomy look
the foreboding house seems almost kind
as laughter comes from inside
A traveler walks inside
hoping for a meal and perhaps a bed
thunder strikes above the house on the hill
as laughter comes from inside.
Statues of DeathAlways waiting patiently,Statues of Death1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Never making themselves seen.
Greedy beings always searching for a meal.
Extracting your potential time,
Living off what would have been.
Sorrowful beings...and sorrow they bring.
MonsterI peal my skin off layer by layerMonster1 week ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
reaching behind my head first, tearing through my hair
I rip it up and over to reveal my skull
A bloody grimace with a smile more than full
I pull one arm free, then the next
I push the fleshsuit down past my chest
I step out of my skin, one leg at a time
and hang this flesh toned disguise of mine
For I'm a monster as you now can see
Hiding amongst society