One way from homeOne way from home1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So far gone, yet still walking in the rain.
On the dead end street, with the one way lane.
Tears and rain drops, leave the same stain.
No-one need know, if I'm silent in my pain.
Suffrage of the ReaperSuffrage of the Reaper4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
An untitled work of crescendos
Lining our future, lining our past
The Reaper's scythe digs into the ground
And there it lays without a sound
Agony spreading across our land
Created by those
They lurk behind doors
And hide behind masks
Their cannibalism utters nothing
Bitter irony to those they betray
The sins that pillage the earth in their wake
Blood & limbs of those with vengeance
Will never feel the same
When it disappears
Prey remove their veneers
And frolic, trapped in falsity
Blinded of the bars that surround them
Blinded of the plague that has never ceased to spread
Nails digging into flesh
They pray to the Gods with their
Surveyed by the shadows
of Satan's reign
A grin, a smirk, to all their pain
A chuckle at discord, a clap for disdain
And the Reaper stands by
Without a say
Not a word for hate
Or a choice for disarray
Oh the Reaper
Exhausted as be
He can never sleep
He must never sleep.
Queen of InsanityQueen of Insanity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Queen of Insanity
These invisible walls
Hold me inside.
Stuck in a never-ending maze,
Comfort, I can't find.
Like scars on my heart,
I'm hurt but it's not seen.
My sanity's tearing apart,
And it will make me queen.
Queen of Insanity,
Queen of the Insane,
As wrong as death itself,
Like the ideas I have slain.
The ideas are a whirlpool
Of sorrow and fear.
I say I've thrown them away
But in my heart, they are here.
Queen of Insanity,
Queen of the Insane,
My laws are Hell itself.
My laws will burst your veins.
3-1-12 Julia Ngo
BlitzkriegBlitzkrieg7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Marching quickly across the land,
Destroying the enemies quick as we can.
Killing our victims and taking no slaves,
Do this for Hitlers third Reich.
The engines of war are roaring,
Blow them apart for it is our calling.
We march quick and we march by his hand,
To put the West under his command.
Machine guns are firing the tanks are destroying,
Demolishing our way to glory.
Our generals smile at the sight of us giving hell,
The Fuhrer knows his armies have done well.
Send the enemy to meet the reaper,
Dig their grave and blow it deeper.
We smash down their walls faster than lightning,
Until the day breaks we will be marching.
They cannot stop us from doing our part,
Our formation strikes like a dart.
They will all die today or tomorrow,
Either way we end their sorrow.
The blitzkrieg will strike and they will pay,
Their countries are ours by the end of the day.
WAR! Its in our blood!
We march towa
Chant of Ye Moon-Bog CovenChant of Ye Moon-Bog Coven2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Eldritch is as eldritch does;
Bull-frog's slime and peach's fuzz,
Tongue of wombat, cockroach poo,
In the cauldron boil and stew!
Witches do as witches must--
Fungus-rot and mummy-dust,
Dragon's liver, hyena's brain,
Give our potion a dark stain!
Fair is foul and foul is good:
Bark of poison-Oakley wood,
Skin of leprous gibbering rat,
Gelid blood of vampire bat!
Add the final objects three--
Drunken murderer's dying pee,
Silver sand of Plutonian shore,
Lock of hair of strangled whore!
Round the cauldron do our dance;
Satan's daughters, doff your pants--
Kiss the Black Goat's hairy rear,
Peace! Our evil work's done here!
The Gloved OneThe Gloved One3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Although I've never really known you,
I always feel I do,
This world today, is nothing without you,
You changed the lives of millions,
But most of all mine.
Your words will live on forever,
Till the very end of time,
You might not be able to hear me,
But your music makes me whole,
It seems to make me happy,
Heart, body and soul.
You Want The Truth?we attempt to hide behind pretty wordsYou Want The Truth?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and cover up with simple stories
but it's hardly seen
that someone say the truth
letting it flow out strong
a river that carries a truth yet accepted
the thing is,
two simple words;
has given to others such a harmful scene
hatred has spread
riots were thrown
and relationships torn
people are the same
we share emotions,
the feeling of shy love
that blossoms into something more
that lingering hug
and the first goodnight kiss
heartaches and pains
and mistakes we've made
yet many stand and say
yet I'm in love with a girl
and to me
her smile makes my day brighter
her laugh lightens my heart
her eyes catch mine
and my heart flutters
her words fill my beings
and her touch lights me on fire
so, pray tell
what makes my love a phase
some stand and say it's a choice,
but I didn't walk past her
and out of a crowd of people
point my finger
that one, I choose