My Memnoch...story in poetry form.

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Dark Poetry #1

My Memnoch...story in poetry form.

a-alibaster
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since 2000-01-08

Posts 392

0 posted 2000-01-22 03:07 PM

Darkness in her soul
     was her one true goal.
     By chance or may it have been by fate,
     into her existance came one with grace in his gait.
     Swooned her with sweet words
     that touched her ears like the songs of night birds.
     To her he did say
     come with me and I shall fullfill your longings in every way.
     Touched her with his icey hands
     and took her from these mortal lands.
     With him she had a pact,
     to fullfill all of his perversions, every requested act.
     Place upon her forhead his cold inverted crucifix.
     Coldness to fill her lips.
     Powers beyond her belief
     is how he holds her mind like a thief.
     Called hin forth from his HELL and rot,
     to leave him now, she can not.
     Opened all her doors, all she kept in a lock.
     In she did invite MEMNOCH.
     Now he knows all her fears
     but tells her to shed no tears.
     In the darkness of the night
     it is with him she must take flight.
     For now she holds his cold heart
     and he has bid that they never part.
     Never has she seen his ancient face
     but with him she has learned her place.
     He holds her in hid demonic noose.
     Never shall he let her loose.
     To darken her soul to such degradation
     that she be worthy to stand next to him in damnation.
     He does come to her in the night.
     She does know there is no use in trying to fight.
     He is strong
     and as he says, has waited for her far too long.
     Now here she does stand
     with a million red tears in her hand.
     Opening every door and each single lock,
     for him to come, her sweetest MEMNOCH...

(This was writen the begining of 1999.)

There is an alter ego which
dwells in every soul...
a-alibaster

Isis
Member Ascendant

since 1999-09-06

Posts 6296
Sunny Queensland

1 posted 2000-01-22 06:51 PM

Dark and enthralling. I loved this. Thanks for posting it.

You could do a part 2 even, her fight against him to have a normal life again..

Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely.
~Isis~
(Sovereign of the Spirit)

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