Dark Poetry #3 |
Oh Wretched Spirit |
WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
Oh wretched spirit thy hand is cold venomous demon thy words are bold. Ye speak of truth yet lies unfold. Oh wretched spirit from days of old with silver tongue and horns of gold. I cast thee down to the pit of hell hark the devils wedding bells as thou art joined with thy mate the father of lies spreader of hate. Oh wretched spirit it's too late thy soul is his it is thy fate. WhiteRose In truth, what defines us is our poetry. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Compelling images and the language is superb. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
In agreement with Kethry, this is most compelling. I admire the ability to tackle the wide range of topic that you have. Keep it up ~wranx The shortest distance between two points... |
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Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
Wow good wordplay If your afraid of the dark, then why did you come? |
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