Dark Poetry #4 |
When the Daemons Were Crazy |
alibaster Member
since 2001-07-07
Posts 299In my own private hell...(PA). |
Existance is a profanic joke created when the daemons were crazy and spewed up malevolence, lust, and humiliations smoke. The four Horsemen turned up soot and hatered while swirling about their feet were the volitile fires mixed with times sand. They spread the seething powder over the sleeping land. Satan smiled with loving insanity as he bled forth the bowels of hell and trepidations profanity creating existances' sweet foe - Death - feared for the waiting, murderous hands that fill every existance with tender, sweet, black breath. (Rock us gently upon the hands of Death) "There is an alter ego which dwells within every soul."(C)alibaster |
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kissa~rachelle Senior Member
since 2003-11-27
Posts 988nowhere special |
wow... Dark. Very.. dark. I lloved it, ~lol~ I could feel ya. I think.~Lol~ The imagery in this was awesome. Very amazing. I'll be looking for more. Kissa_Bear I want a relationship i can finally sink my teeth into.~ Alexander Sterling |
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Paper Tiger Member
since 2003-09-28
Posts 77 |
Definitely a unique piece here. It reminds of 19th century poetry; the language and mood-set in this poem are old school indeed. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
this sounds like a folk song to satan. And I have to say things are feeling a bit warm around this one. GIS No turning back, this time, no walking away -Kutless |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
nice wite..let me see if i can top yours. :-) |
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