Dark poems
 

Hells Pit Pen
GT

Go to my dark tundra, there you will find my death stone, and my small appointed fiend will haunt you to your bones. May his wings be light and shimmery, and his face a gorey touch, may his uplonging urge be a major bust? Not so long ago I found him, seeming oh just so much dead, so I laid him upon my wickedly lurching bed. I sang my melodies out loud, and called forth the spirits, but nothing came, just some rats, and discouragement that sent me down the drain, downward to hells deep, dark secret places, leaving me to die, to never arise again towards the shining bright moons eye. For hells grasp upon me will pull me down and then, it will never ever release me, in Hells Pit Pen.

Dragon flight
GT

The wings of one, shall fall aglow, along side, the wings of ones blow. It’s mighty roar and mighty singe, will make a man whimper and retreat, just as an army in defeat. It’s jaw of fright and tail whip like can
knock over city buildings, it’s large long tongue can poison many below. But, instead it begins to show, it’s mighty wings pump long and hard, and its heart thumping sounding very far.

Dear wolf
GT

Dear wolf with ember eyes so bright, What is your purpose tonight.
For your gaze is and awful fright, I cannot wink but wince here and there, and my joints are unaware of your clasping jaw of death I see, you’re not joking with me, I cannot see what’s in thine heart but the thought of it, made me shiver constantly with your gross fatigueness and jealous looks, but the sud of soap seems to scare the hooks of life in thine claws, but still grasping making thine own blood fall.

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Wow GTdragon,
they're pretty cool, you have talent :D . Is there any chance of being able to post our own poems?

~ miss oddchick :) :) :)

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Nice! The only problem is the layout... you should separate each line. Other than that, I can't say anything else but very well done... You're a modern Edgar Allen Poe.

now I see why oddchick made her romantic poems topic :p

I thought I'd reply with a poem, if that's ok... I wrote this for English homework ages ago; I got an A+, so I hope it's good enough ;) :)

Fear

Fear is hiding,
In a haunted house,
A deserted palace,
Lying quiet as a mouse.

Her eyes are a blazing fire,
Her skin as pale as snow,
Her voice is icy cold,
Like when an evil wind blows.

She stays still like a lion,
Waiting for its prey,
Hoping for someone,
To scare fearfully away.

Her lips speak in whispers,
Giving the sound of a ghost,
Making banging and creaking,
To see whom she can scare most.

She will exist forever
Like a spirit or Ghost
As she is only real,
In the mind at it’s most.
______________________________

Oddchick

^_^
 

*claps her hand*

Me likes it.....it's soo mysterious.

To Die-

What should happen
If I should die
The cold hand of death
Making my soul fly

To a place, heaven nor hell
never to hear
an earthly bell

will anyone care
will anyone cry?
or will they forget
and just let me die

-James A Rainone (myself)

Grrrrrooovy poem, AS! That was soooooooo cool! Very, very nice..

Oddchick

-Death-
Come, death
Harvest the crops
Come, reaper of Freedom
Release my soul from this mortal prison
Release my spirit into the winds
So I too can fly alonside the birds.
-Henna
...moody... :p

This quite ametuer.

Fright

My eyes are red, my blade is white,
My armour is black for I am Fright

My face is dead, I leave lots of blight,
I will drag your screaming soul out of sight!

Howzzat?:)

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O.o I i'm quite SHOCKED!!!!
These poems.............these artistic feelings and um details..........must have..............more........evil