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A Boy's Best FriendA Boy's Best Friend in Horror More Like This
Neil was thought of as “weird” by the other kids at his High School; he wasn’t interested in going to parties or much about girls. He lived in a small town in Texas surrounded by wide desert scrub and narrow minds. Although he was always alone, he was never lonely… he had his little friends. Neil’s friends weren’t the kind of friends most other kids his age had, his had far too many legs for one thing.
Neil was a scorpion enthusiast, and kept many of the eight legged critters in the abandoned gas station on the edge of town that he had specially converted and secured as his parents wouldn’t allow him to kee
Ab Absurdum - To the AbsurdAb Absurdum - To the Absurd in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
This an ode to what I can see
as absurd:
To enlightened craze and delicate
obsession,
To exulted passion or desperate vogue...
This is to the absurd.
Have your eyes ever scanned
the horizon
In search of truth that exists
within us all?
Have you found it? Did you see?
There are merely ships of lost souls on these waters.
Truth: Ab Absurdum!
Where is the honesty, even
in my words?
What truth can I say of the absurd?
My soul is tainted... no innocence resides.
The Truth of Youth
died in another century.
Yet how can I not love the
ridiculous?
Should I run from spite or stay
this night?
My heart beats with tender love;
I c
The Ghoul FeastThe Ghoul Feast in Horror More Like This
Pale things.
Gruesome and gleeful.
Full of dark joy. Mewling in twisted pleasure.
Covered in tarry blood and foul ichor.
Wicked grins flashing pointed teeth. Tattered bloody lips pulled back. Milky white eyes with no pupils that penetrate the gloom.
Blue Veins barely pulsing underneath pale skin pulled tautly over their bones. Bones pushing out against its skin..
Distorted and Depraved from eating the cold flesh of the formerly living.
They are the anatomy of the terrible and physiology of fear made flesh.
The emaciated beings give off the strange and eerie odor of decay and decomposition, of sickly sweet corruption and bitter grave m
all good comes out of bad,i am grateful.all good comes out of bad,i am grateful. in Free Verse More Like This
i am thankful for the difficult people
and people who have hated me,the enemys
i have met, that where in my life because
they have shown me exactly who i don't
want to be,they have help me grow
and have help me become a better person.
Stangled Screams.Stangled Screams. in Free Verse More Like This
As of late the passions for your craft still seem to crane
Missing now your ever-human face behind the pain.
No feeling has taken hold, or so it seems to be
Someday soon the pain you scattered will cease to flee
Split the silent scream and sweetly sing your siren songs
Once you told them stories and for each aware of the wrongs
Should we tend to your poison flowers
Or have you let them go
Will you come to pull the poison the world was soon to know
Once you dreamt up words, like the flowing currents, that you drew out with ease
Bluntly now you state the facts as they flock toward the growing breeze
Indescribable beauty that still sh
El Reflejo De la OscuridadEl Reflejo De la Oscuridad in Concrete Poetry More Like This
El tiempo pasa, e inquebrantable suspiro yace del alma
si pienso en el vacío que dejaste tras tu paso,
que fui siguiendo las huellas que dejaste en mi piel grabadas,
sollozando por las noches hasta el primer suspiro del alba.
Lloran las rosas al ver el equívoco de mi existencia,
al ver que la soledad se presenta ante mí con frecuencia.
Y es la desdicha la que hoy me hace pensar
que dos corazones unidos jamás se podrán tocar.
Y no es fácil sentir que tus principios te abandonan
por seguir los consejos de quienes no perdonan.
No es fácil, saber que el cielo está llorando
por un corazón que
MediaWe suffer from romantic chemicals,Media in Free Verse More Like This
We massacre birthdays,
We tell our troubles at Linkin Park,
And we are all only 30 seconds from mars.
We all want to go to Wonderland,
And sail with the pirates of the Caribbean Sea,
Everyone loves Raymond, but we all hate Chris,
And who has not been to South Park?
Let's go to the Kingdom of Hearts,
And meet an Italian named Mario,
Let our Nights be filled with dreams,
And may we forever see Green Hills.
The winter of the destinyThe winter of the destiny in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The snow sweeps all the roads,
The snow sweeps all the steppes,
Your life is full of pain,
No love when no hope steps.
Why have you said 'Farewell' to me
Inside snow-storm's white fuss?
You haven't aim to love me real,
And grinded dreams to dust.
The snow sweeps all the tensions,
The snow sweeps pain of love,
We parted at the threshold
Of destinies above.
LoveA lot of years are passed since Sofia was in the brotherhood.Love in Settings More Like This
She was older,and she grew up as a woman and as an assassin's.
She can't believe how many things happened since she was here.
She can't believe how the time changes people, places.
She can't really believe what she became after all those years of fighting, of killing, of suffering.
And now she is sitting in her room, thinking about everything.
Watching Raul and Dimitri playing in the garden whit her daughter and Lance,her youngest son.
He was an amazing father,an amazing hustbant and a good assassin.
She remember perfectly the day when she met him,when his green eyes stole her her
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