Free LazarusFace to face to face to face
I whispered, said, prayed, vomited the future
Our long-lost friend comes crawling home
And baby makes Legion
We can walk past the pillars of ancestral bloat
Toss the offerings over our shoulders
We can flee the morning forever as long as the hunt continues
Lebab fo rewot
Noitadnuof eht ni doolb
What is a saint but a nightmare?
Venomous reality resurrected and given shape
Given unto all
Ohcirej fo sllaw
Ratrom eht in nis
I turn the devil on his head
"Satan is by far the kindest guest"
When everyone at the table wants our brains splattered on their own particular pavement
He can become intoxicated just like the rest of us
Drinking souls and souls and fermented souls
I wait in the antechamber for the body to be christened
A new vessel to a new below
Let us ride with the fuller moon of the two (?)
Arehsa fo sel
The Swords, The ShieldsMila, Lady-Scribe of Brivhamen under Her Serenity Queen Lorelei, the Lioness under Heaven, writes to her King Arug, Master of the Sword, Noble Lord of Brivhamen, the Lion under Heaven, on the Thirtieth Day of Terras, in the Seventh Year of her King's reign.The Swords, The Shields5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is an inconvenient time for My King Arug to be away assisting our allies in Denua. His cause is just and his sword is swift, but his Lady's servant bears a warning. In recent days we here in the capital have received refugees from the hill tribes in west. An unknown power is moving there, burning villages. It gives no name and no quarter- most of the refugees have been women and their children.
Very few men have escaped.
My Queen greeted them formally and sent word to the outlying areas of Brivhamen to be vigilant. A young chieftain described the taking and burning of her village by night: Arrows, spears, swords, maces- all manners of weapons held by all
Precious Little Left- A PrayerTera Marina, stand with me in the forest now and say it's beautiful. See the trees protecting me from the sun now. Turn your beautiful golden eyes down, try to ignore the growing thing inside me.Precious Little Left- A Prayer5 years ago in General More Like This
Feel my chemo arms encircle you, let them reach around your widening waist and its own growing thing inside. Marvel at how much of me is gone, and how much you've grown since that one crystal, shimmering night. Blush. Feel like pulling away, but be afraid to. Know my eyes are still chasing runaway trains in your feral curls of burning coal, and meet them with your own, remark silently about how smooth my own head is, and cringe in time with my misery-cough-chuckles. Do that until I need to catch my breath, then pull back and let me inhale. Make me miss your warmth against me even in that new vacuum between us, and wonder how cold I must be. Be mistaken in worrying about me.
Hear me tell you how n
AP Lit: Welcome to Hell...Welcome to Hell, Where Black Burns WellAP Lit: Welcome to Hell...7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Disclaimer: The following depiction of Goth Hell is full of rather tongue-in-cheek, rather obscure, rather depressing, occasionally rather offensive, and potentially humorous subculture references.
Circle I: Gate of Nightmares and Plain of the Pointless
Jenna woke up, the pain in her head suddenly gone, her raven hair hanging in her face. She sat in an ancient and rusty metal chair, a weak light shining down onto her from a single bulb hanging from a ceiling far too high to be seen. She tried to stand up, but simply couldnt. Her attention snapped forward as a form moved into the light, and she stared. A man with completely red skin, horns, and a long, pointed, twitching tail stepped forward, holding a piece of crumpled paper in one of his claws. He wore khaki pants and a light green polo shirt. Before Jenna could spout any objections, the man, obvio
Boys with Long HairI sometimes observe the two of themBoys with Long Hair8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or one, and then the other
I recall glances unsent
The subtle, choreographed ignorance
All feigned, mind you
(And your manners!
Forget me not, I say
Forget to forget me, right?
What I once was, only I wasnt
Except to me
But no matter
Shes got skin like the movies
And facades to match
(That dress has to coordinate
With the color of fear)
But looking at him
I wonder when the whole thing will clash
He doesnt see the colors
Hes got no eyes
Not real ones, to be sure
The ubiquitous bad-boy
White Anglo-Saxon Persecution, to be sure
No hesitation, just preparation
The stuff of day-nightmares
(The goods ones that make you shiver
To be sure, oh-so-sure)
So I watch this interchange
Day after die-long day
Knowing full well
That legs are never too long
To follow all the way
To their inevitable conclusion
Sprawled not in the back seat of a car
But in the dirt of a roadside gulley
Where that car may very well have stopped
A Man's Lie'I love you' flew out from tainted lips, poisoned tongue.A Man's Lie5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You speak in verses and rhymes that twist into a lullaby that lies.
I got lost in those systematic eyes and held onto your every word
Like a teenage school girl infatuated with a pretty boy.
I melted into you effortlessly, was it easy to break me down?
You can almost see my heart beating through my chest,
My veins running ice cold as you pull the trigger.
A woman's worst fear revealed in simple words
'I never loved you'
Secret Room IV: Don't Become One YourselfThey hunt the little sacred thingsSecret Room IV: Don't Become One Yourself4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In this order, they scream and sing
We hope it's only death they bring
Flapping slow with silent wings
Shaking fearful not at all
Taking losses fall by fall
Feigned emotion preinstalled
Making such a mess of things
Moving razors in our minds
Full moon shadows are their signs
The blind are numb, the numb are blind
And silent motion hides the sting
The skies and stones bend down as one
As they still stand with hearts long gone
Undoing as they come undone
The waking death that forever clings
Worlds and worlds yielded them thus
Heaven and hell and What-Never-Was
Don't become one yourself, remember us
Nobody's home; hail to the kings
Love JourneyFrom the moment that I met you I knew you were going to be the one and only to be able to steal my heartLove Journey5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But instead of just stealing it you ran far and wide protecting it from danger along the journey.
I always believed I would stay broken forever but you made me see that I just needed to trust in you and others.
So trust I did and I am now able to confide in you every day giving you more pieces of myself than anyone has ever had.
When we first spoke butterflies rose into my throat rendering me speechless for the first time in my life.
I tried to force the words to flow freely but they were restricted under the layers of my fears.
You were patient and kind from the beginning and I knew then that you were going to stay by my side through thick and thin.
I feel free when ever I am with you. Like I can be invicible against all the odds against me.
You've made me want to be the best that I can be while bringing out the hidden good inside of me.
I've been clouded by misguided thoughts but
Pain Is...PAIN IS....Pain Is...9 years ago in Other More Like This
Beside the point.
from DEFEAT...not injury.
a problem that should be ignored
...difficult to be suppressed...
the BREAKING of the shell that encloses understanding!
one memory the brain Forgets.
REAL...and it is TORTURE,
a thief...deep and dull...
and not at all surprising.
It's In The WayI feel the love you have for meIt's In The Way5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the way that you kiss me,
Its as if fireworks burst across our lips.
It's in the way you pull stray hairs from my face
And tuck them neatly behind my ears.
How you graze your fingertips over my forehead.
Your eyes stare into mine and I see the smile
Etched across the blue hues I call home.
B e a u t i f u lYou're the only oneB e a u t i f u l5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who knows I run fingers
Through my hair when I'm
N e r v o u s.
You know the look on my face
When I'm sad,
T h o u g h t,
When my lip curls upwards
I'm trying hard
S m i l e.
You know every scar,
Freckle, tickle spot,
M o l e.
You know my insecurities,
My ins and outs
But despite my flaws you think I'm
B e a u t i f u l.
Unfinished.Days go by and nights live onUnfinished.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With silent tears, battles raging on.
Four Leafed LoveLove is a four leafed clover,Four Leafed Love5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rare in it's own right and
Highly sought after
But sparsely found.
Sensual KissesSensual kiss trails down my collar boneSensual Kisses5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaving glistening outlines of your lips.
The coolness of stale air against my skin
Makes me shiver as my chest heaves up and down
Like ocean waves crashing against hillsides.
Your fingers entangled in messy hair,
That one curly stand wrapped around my chin.
Your eyes pierce into mine like molten fire
Erupting from the outside inward and I get lost.
Eyes rolling back into my skull
I can't bare to flutter them open...
Your hands grazing my sides
Making me giggle like a school girl.
I was always ticklish there, sensitive.
Strong arms wrap around my hips
Pulling me closer into you.
A temporary high as kiss trails
Etch a sketch across rib cage, stomach.
10th Vein: CzernabogWho could imagine wings so black?10th Vein: Czernabog7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing to see in the glow of the deepest fires
I have come this far only to lay down
Fiercer than the flames
Quieter than the graves
Resolute in my drive and in my oblivion
Could there be a more disturbing end?
Scrape your thoughts along my soul and cringe at the sound
Flatlining my fantastic worlds into a single dot
Consider the reign of night as my backdrop
All the paint spilled, mixed, ruined, profaned
The colors sinking into muted ridicule
Who asked us to partake in the drinking of the black blood?
Whose noble feet walk on our tombs like the road they line?
Dont answer the question if you want hell to your back
There was no future or destiny for this place
There is only the congregation of us, the damned and forlorn
Cursing the Black God in all His misery
The Dragons of Serenia: Chap.4Chapter 4: The Powers of a Mystic KnightThe Dragons of Serenia: Chap.45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Black Shadow militia leader slowly stood up from the attack that Geoffrey unleashed on him and his soldiers.
"Who the heck are you!?" bellowed the now angry militia leader towards Geoffrey.
"A mystic knight" replied Geoffrey.
"A mystic knight?" whispered Wispy to herself.
"A likely story, but your just like any other human in this world WEAK!" exclaimed the militia leader as his soldiers began to stand up again. "You will die just like every other one!" As the militia leader said this, he began to gather dark energy in his left claw and then sent it directly flying at Geoffrey in a burst of purple colored lighting. Geoffrey charged toward the attack at full speed and as the attack approached him he put his left hand in front of him, summoning a magical barrier as well. The lighting was absorbed by the barrier and Geoffrey was still able to keep up his momentum towards the militia leader.
As Geoffrey neared the militia leader,
The Dragons of Serenia: Chap.3Chapter 3: A Little Change of HeartThe Dragons of Serenia: Chap.35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Geoffrey was thrown into a cell in the dark castle dungeon by the guards that led him there. The walls were made out of stone and were carved to make it seem like a cavernous cave. The bars of the cells were made out of steel and were made so that no creature could escape. Bones and other small objects littered the floors of the dungeon. No bed or chair was given to the cells for comfort, just four walls and a floor.
"Heh, not so tough without your sword huh?" taunted one of the dragon guards. Geoffrey only picked himself off of the floor and sat down on it while staring at the East wall in his cell.
"Not talking eh? Well I don't blame you, seeing that you got defeated by only one attack. Ha ha ha!" laughed the other dragon guard. Geoffrey remained silent despite the guard's taunts. The head of the dragon guard's came into the cell hall.
"Humph, leave him, he's not going to be talking for a long time especially after I'm through with him"
Momma's DollI used to hold your pink crocheted doll to my bosom late at nightMomma's Doll5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When sleep deprivation was all I knew.
Tears would splash across her innocent porcelain face
And I'd wipe them away like I would envision you doing to me if I cried.
Her sequins were hanging by a solitary thread but I did not care
For I thought she was beautiful, a vision of perfection.
Her dress has become dusts hiding place on your dresser next to your picture
And I stop and smile at how stunningly simple you both are.
The Dragons of Serenia: Chap.2Chapter 2: A World of DragonsThe Dragons of Serenia: Chap.25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Geoffrey was being pulled through a vortex of dark energy. The walls surrounding him were all purple and when he look towards the path that he was traveling towards he only saw darkness awaiting him. Geoffrey had no choice but to let the current of darkness drag him to where he was going and eventually he drifted off into a deep sleep.
After he slept for a few hours Geoffrey began to awake but he found himself in a completely different environment. There were trees all around completely covered with green leaves. Flowers and other plants also covered the area to make it even more beautiful. It was a lot to take in for Geoffrey since he had lived his whole life living in a desolate wasteland of a world thanks to the rule of Nevareth.
"This is all too strange" said Geoffrey to himself. "I might as well take a look around to see if I can find a civilization of some kind."
Geoffrey continued through the forest without any sense of where he was going since the
The Dragons of Serenia: Chap.1The Dragons of SereniaThe Dragons of Serenia: Chap.15 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 1: The Black Scaled Tyrant
It is night time upon a battle stricken land. The sky still laid blood red from the many lives that were taken there. The moon and stars have disappeared completely, only dark clouds created from the ashes of the deceased float amongst the sky. A dark castle, covered with statues of demons and war machines, lay in the center of the chaotic land that had been built on the bones of soldiers. Four towers rise high in the air behind its protective walls, each holding a purple flame at its peak. Only two ogres, violent and stupid as they are, remained outside the dark castle's walls to defend against intruders. The ogres were a few inches taller than a human, their faces were fat and bulky like their bellies and their ears were very large and pointy. The armor they wore was very simple usually just covering their head and belly and they each carried a club. They gobbled with each other about not having anything to eat and