Birth Of A DemonLook upon this twisted visage what looms above your frightened headBirth Of A Demon7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Look upon it's cold blackness and know that soon you shall be dead
Gaze upon your end standing so real at the edge of dark
Gaze upon this hovering terror, frozen as petrified tree bark
But before I have my way with your very flesh and your very soul
I shall make you privy to why some take delight in such a morbid goal
I shall spin a yarn of wheel and of woe
Then by tales end you shall reflect and you shall know
So listen well in the moments before your flesh and spirit are melded to mine
Escape is impossible. I am already within you. I am the very tingle in your spine
I shall loom closer to you as my tale progresses, to view the terror in your eyes
Drinking in that sumptuous fear that will so teasingly appetize.
So now that my table is set and my meal simmers in its pot
Prepare for my generous seasoning of agony and of rot
Here it comes as promised, my delicate and delectable dish
The tale to tenderize your meat
An Ode to LovecraftAn Ode to Lovecraft10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An Ode to Lovecraft
By Arran J Middleton
Born from nightmarish sleep
Came a human into the world.
A human like any other
Were it not for dark connections.
Darkness flowed into his family
As paternal love became insanity.
Maternity was soon no more
In his puberty, so he dived into books.
Poetic master in his second year
Literary beginner in his sixth,
He traversed through nightmares that forever haunted him
Not with bravery, but with purpose.
Soon, when he became a man
He called forth friends bound by ink.
With this and his power, he turned to the darkness
And summoned forth arcane monstrosities.
Ia, Ia, Shub Niggurath!
How he equalled himself with the Gods!
Even the most Ancient Ones were powerless before him
As he created them and beckoned them unto our world.
To bind them under his thin-handed grasp
He created a book of ancient evil
Under the name of an insane Arab
From one thousand and one nights ago.
The Necronomicon, the book of the dead
That Lovecraft weaved from his nightmares o
Russian RouletteI have the urge to kill todayRussian Roulette10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel like dying today
I'm all alone now
No one to stop me from testing fate now
Playing with death, an adrenaline rush
A game made for the almost insane
Empty all the bullets except for one
I'm so easily amused and drooling
Laughing as the cylinder spins
Smiling with the gun pointing at my head
Tears of joy and sickness escaping from my eyes
The sound of clicking irritates me
My skin itches with the fear surfacing from deep inside
La la la...click click
La la la...click...BOOM!
The game is over
Death has won
I've left behind a morbid picture
Pieces of my head scattered around the floor
Blood stained carpet
Blood running down the walls
It's like a scene in a horror film
Except for...this is real
The Tombstone Is My GodThe clouds are choking on ashes today.The Tombstone Is My God4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are stone angels trying to fly,
but oh, they never will.
is my war paint.
Piles of dust,
abandoned dwellers of the urn.
spears dipped in shadow.
was supposed to be my tomb.
The grim reaper
has his scythe sliding between my teeth,
oh, but he won't go any deeper.
Myself I drench
in the rotten stench
of everyone I've loved
So at ease
and feeling pleased
that I'm the one
NothingGilbert was dead.Nothing3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Ludwig couldn't get over it. It had only been a month since Prussia was dissolved and his brother had simply died, but Ludwig already knew it would never be okay.
His brother hadn't died immediately; it had taken a week for him to die. Gilbert had become horribly ill. Shivers, heat flashes, aches, fever... sometimes he coughed so hard there was blood. Ludwig felt responsible, and took care of him to the best of his abilities, but Gilbert seemed content just to have him stay with him through the night.
The whole time, they both knew he was dying, and Ludwig felt awful then, but it wasn't until he woke up lying in bed next to his brother's unmoving body that the full weight of depression finally sank in, leaving him ragged and hollow.
There was a funeral service. Not a very big one, but nearly everyone attended. Even Roderich, normally with bitter resent aimed at the former nation at the best of times, had been there, and though he looked composed, Ludwig thought he saw
The Shadows...Good or Evil?They come every night as I'm about to sleep,The Shadows...Good or Evil?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Letting out rigid howls and occasional small weeps.
Longing for prey to trick and tease,
To wrap them up and put them at ease.
Strangely scary but meaning no harm,
Helpful shadows, is what they are.
Latching onto a dying human, eating their saddened dreams,
For that bright light ahead, is not what it seems.
To the lucky few, the lights a message,
To all that's evil and fear.
Shadows are here and protecting,
Don't even attempt to come near.
That white light supposedly means death,
A place to go and hide when it's over.
But no, to some it signals yet another life,
The shadows bring with them a golden four-leaf clover.
Its honor.Its honor.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"And he died, for his freedom?'
"No honey, he died for your freedom!'
The words had shaken me since that day.
I'd been but a child then,
But now I was an adult.
Though the shock of this day-
- continued to rock me.
I'd seen many families.
Asked them how it felt-
-to lose someone in a war.
All their answers were roughly the same,
It hurt worse than anything else.
But they wouldn't change it,
Each person confused me.
Why, why wouldn't they change things?
Didn't they want their child,
their brother, their father,
their uncle, their nephew back?
And not until this day did I understand.
A man dressed in uniform stepped-
out of his car, his army hat making him look just as tall.
Taken by his pose of honor I walked over.
'Sir, why do you do what you?"
His clear green eyes glistened with pride,
His smile lifting his cracked lips.
"I do it for my country, my fellow men.
I do it for the people of the US.
I do it for you, your freedom and safety."
I was taken back by his reply.
NecromancerRest disturbed, awoken,Necromancer6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
blood shot eyes steam.
Guided to the sane,
so they can join the team.
Guided with dark Magick,
feel your heart throb.
while your mind, I rob.
Divination through the dead,
as if a dark sorcerer.
Black art, witchcraft,
you are a soul torturer.
Perils of an Anime ConventionPerils of an Anime Convention8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Youre a schoolgirl dressed in a very revealing costume.
Thats probably illegal. Take your pass.
Youre a grown man looking for schoolgirls dressed in very revealing costumes.
That should be illegal. Take your pass.
Youre a grown man dating a schoolgirl dressed in a very revealing costume.
Id say thats illegal. Take your pass.
Youre a grown man dressed in a very revealing schoolgirl costume.
There is no God.
Just take your pass.
No, I do not want to trade pokemon with you.
Get away from me.
No, I do not want to be owned, in Smash Brothers.
Get away from me.
No, I do not want to join your live action roleplay group.
Get away from me.
No. I do not care how good your Charizard is.
I do not want to trade pokemon with you.
Just get away from me.
The fangirls decided to introduce me to Yaoi.
It might just be the bright lights, but I swear, my eyes are burning.
The fanboys decided to introduce me to Hentai
RampageRampage4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will make it rain blood today
my limits reached, my mind has breached
I will watch as the pretty red droplets fly
off the ends of my meticulously honed knives
raging and manic in my furious rage
beautifully, brutally, beating my way through it all
I hate them all, infuriatingly humane humanity
so weak, so meek, so disgustingly docile
the sight of them makes me physically ill
I want to violently vomit them out of existence
purge them during a full blown killing binge
nothing can stop me, I'm armed to the teeth
trained to murder, trained to stalk, to kill
I will make it rain blood today
I will rampage and they will all pay
Death is a GentlemanDo I have a reason to fear Death?Death is a Gentleman6 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
He is kind and he's quiet,
He listens as well;
He'll drive you to Heaven,
He'll cart you to Hell.
His vest is embroidered
With little white curls
He puts flowers in His pockets
Which He gives to the girls.
He likes to eat chocolate,
(Or so I've heard)
And He keeps in a cage
a little pet bird.
His skeletal horses
Always look proper;
His wine is uncorked
and untouched by the stopper.
His shoes are so polished
You can see yourself in them,
His laces are always tied
Just below His pant hem.
His bones are quite sturdy
And never look brittle;
In fact, I have heard
He quite likes to whittle.
He makes little horses
And little toy men
Which He gives to young patrons
And smaller children.
He tells jokes on occasion,
But He's always polite;
His laugh is infectious
and His chatter is light.
He sweet-talks the ladies
and jokes with the men;
He makes your time worth it,
He won't see you again.
His hat is quite tall
and His suit's always pressed;
And He'll try for yo
MaddnessMadnessMaddness8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Voices whisper in my ears
I keep telling them I shouldn't be here.
Innocent blood stains my hands
but I only did it to meet their demands.
The people came in their white coats
and I was locked away in a dark place.
My cries fall on deaf ears
" the voices did it let me out of here"
So I was locked away.
They said I killed all that I love
but the voices told me I sent them above.
The voices aren't real
is what the white coats say
But I know they are, if you don't believe they make you pay.
My prison door opens and they put me in chains
the coats say its for my own good
but I'm not to blame
I didn't kill them
I didn't I swear
They didn't believe the voices that's why their no longer here
The voices won't let me go
I did what they want, but it wasn't enough.
They still want me to do more horrible stuff.
The coats lock me in a padded room
the voices say the coats will soon meet their doom
Is it madness I wonder, am I insane
Am I the one to blame?
Define madness they tell m
FullMetal Alchemist Yo MommaFullMetal Alchemist Yo Momma6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yo momma is so fat; she ate Gluttony and became the new one.
Yo momma is so nasty; even Gluttony wouldn't eat her.
Yo momma is so fat Ed Elric could have used her as Equilvalent Exchange to bring his mom back with no harm to himself or Al.
Yo momma is so ugly Roy went Gay after seeing her.
Yo momma is so ugly even Greed didn't want her.
Yo momma is so fat even Scar couldn't blow her apart.
Yo momma is so fat that they didn't distroy the gate they just shoved her ass in opening.
Yo momma is so ugly even Envy wouldn't morph into her.
Yo momma is so stupid she thought the Philosopher's stone was a new type of candy.
Yo momma is so fat even Winry couldn't make her automail.
Yo momma is so ugly she made Izumi cough up blood.
Yo momma is so ugly even Dante wouldn't use her as a body.
The Military didn't use the Philosopher's Stone to distroy Ishbal... they just dropped yo momma on it.
Yo momma is so fat gluttony got jealous.
Yo momma is so fat even gluttony went "Damn!!!!!!!!"
Yo momma so fa