Dark Poetry #4 |
Lucifer's lie |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Darkness of the night, Pails by comparison, for you eyes, Cannot see when you arrived in hell, The seven circles, interlinked, As one to the next, Forever more you die, and live again, To die yet a horrible death, You rest yourself amongst a pile of wings, Of angels who fell after Lucifer did, And you pray that heaven is a true place, But today you have learned, that hell exists, And heaven is but a fantasy for which you’ve prayed, As you cringed at what looks to be a mountain of flesh, You vomit your food, and your thoughts are filled with maggots, Creeping beside you is a legless child, who’s only sin was- To be born to a mother who never believed in the fallen kind, The end seems near, as this reality cannot get worse, And you are dragged beneath the pile of human dirt, Beneath your skin, you sense a motion at once, And you realize that your body is being unearthed, Savoring your flesh, Lucifer creates you once more, So that he can repeat this play, forever more. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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carolinabeen Member
since 2006-12-12
Posts 69 |
all the while forever more lands of lore and minds less less of |
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rockbabe Member
since 2006-01-29
Posts 105 |
Nicely written..very vivid. Felt disgusted at times. Not by your writing but by the imagery of your writing. Good One R |
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