Things That Go Bump

Some of us out there like to think things go bump in the night. What if WE were one of those things? For this competion adopt the persona of a supernatural being, this can also mean a character from a movie or tv show as long as it is supernatural. Write about Love,Sex, Hate, Death or World Domination whatever you want bit make it good.

RULES:
* More then 150 words, Less then 500
* New work only
* No Collaboration
* Title your work
* Name your Creature/Character

Thanks Have Fun :)

The Train of Death

The Underworld station unleases the Ember
Train as it travels through the earth like a
commuter,
It sped off hell with an unjustified hand of
judgement,
Listen to the echoes of it's horrofic chimes,
Audible to the souls of men,
Mute to the ears of humanity,
It departs the station like an empty casket-
with rails as walking morticians,
Guard your souls,
Tune your minds,
Connect to the realm of life,
Place the sacrificial blood of the Lamb at the
doors of your heart,
The angels of death have intercepted life with
their swords,
Listen to the trumpet call of death as it
resounds in the jungle of life,
The rise of it's empire- to make the valley of
hades a home on earth.
Ember rises o're the world with darkness to
grief the hearts of the living with misery and
enrich it castle with the spirits of the slain,
A cessation of cold blood,
A copious collapse of the upright,
An exuberant arrogance of the vile....
The fetters of dead broken as it hovers o're
mankind at night and roams through the
streets at day time,
                             It strikes the rich,
                             It snipes the poor,
                             It slits the upright,
It pro'bly struggles with the wicked,
It respect no one though, but why isn't it
exempt of the good ones???
My evil heart tells me the wicked ones should
be the hunt of death,
I'm naive, because I should 've been the first
on the list of death then,
The yultide season sets in with supposedly Joy
and peaceful rains,
Not so,
Sorrow and pain falls instead
To the woe and whiles of the remnants,
But,
Oh death,
             Where is thy Sting?
Oh grave,
             Where is thy victory?

Thanks for kicking it off :)

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SEVERED

Beneath the eclipsing moon the woods sing
A mournful song of lost love and suffering
Passion that burns in a heart as cold as ice
That has endured tragedy and sacrifice
Long are the nights alone in winter
As this immortal soul bleeds with poisoned splinters
Nightly as her shade appears in Autumn gowns
Whispering sweetly without a sound
Tormenting me with mists
That conceal a burial shroud

Those blissful days of summer deceased
Creased in photos worn and tease
Affections, infectious within
An empty soul confined to the whims of night
Reflections, corrections by hands
Stained red with blood drenched delights

God was absent the night she threw herself at the moon
Her perfection broken on the rocky shores, surely became her tomb

Marble skin cold as the touch of death
As I searched, desperately, for one final breath
Thrice cursed trickster gods
Laughing at the irony
Of an undead lord denied a living queen

She spoke to me of redemption
For one so foul such as I
But I stayed far from salvation
I remained denied
How can I believe in Heaven?
Severed, when eternity has been Hell?

Hope burned in her bosom, growing fond
Songs recited are long gone
Perfection, injections refused
By her to sustain life past the span of time
Collections, rejections of the
Trophies I sought through the night

Through the centuries I have lurked deep within the gloom
The haunting ghosts, breeding despair, sing sweetly of the mourning tunes

If only I could freeze us in time
Just so I could keep you forever as mine
Thrice cursed twilight years
Fading the starlight from eyes
That took my prize in a fit of wailing cries

I speak to you of damnation
For one so foul such as I
And in all of his creation
I remained denied
How can I believe in Heaven?
Severed, when eternity has been Hell?

She could not handle the truth
Faced with the abomination
I had become
Condemned to exist
As a creature of the night
What they say is not true
You can have dark without light

Necromantic fantasies resound
In my head, reanimate, but I am bound
Thrice cursed promises
That last kiss before she fell
Has left myself shackled, my personal hell

God, he jests me nightly, I rise to an empty bed
Her spirit lost in mass of shades singing sweetly, songs of death

I have lived long past since hope has died
I still taste the tears she cried
Temptation, stagnation defined
In eons denied of pleasure found in blood
Sensation, mutation finding
Myself becoming a fraud

She spoke to me of redemption
For one so foul such as I
But I stayed far from salvation
I remained denied
How can I believe in Heaven?
Severed, when eternity has been Hell?

Beneath the eclipsing moon the woods sing
A mournful song of lost love and suffering
Passion that burns in a heart as cold as ice
That has endured tragedy and sacrifice
Long are the nights alone in winter
As this immortal soul bleeds with poisoned splinters
Nightly as her shade appears when Autumn creeps
I will await you beyond the deep
When at last I lay down
To my eternal sleep




      ...eternal sleep...

Thanks Hadesrising for you contribution

My name is Everlasting, a creature of winter’s boon
With eyes of many colors, and scent of dampened dew
I skulk not in the shadow where mortal’s fears are kept
Nor am I here to punish, for sins over which you’ve wept

I reflect all that is around me, so nothing shall you see
I watch, I wait, I bide my time, with tantalizing joy
As the very hairs upon your neck pronounce that I am near
The rising acrid taste within your mouth is perfume to my air
Your shortened breaths and beating heart are to me a loving snare
This game I play, the way I am is all I’ve ever known
Never had I a family nor knew a being like my own

I came into existence in a realm when man was not
Dark and vast was the space I shared with creatures full of joy
I questioned then what is in them that in me I found was not
No joy I found in singing hymns or dancing fancy free
Like absent minded children, with mirth their souls did they feed
While I sat and waited unsatiated dreaming of darker things

Twas not long thereafter I heard the call, like music to my ears
A mortal man was borne and bore the sweetest of all fears
I breathed them in and swelled with lust, a power to me unknown
I’d found my food in a fractured mind with broken soul and simple trust
They knew not what I was becoming, for them it was too late
A specter sinister and glowing, gluttonous, I grew as your fear was my fate.

Thanks Tagas

Sojourners from Beyond

goosebumps on arms and shivers
down the spine
flashing lights at the peripherals
of my scared mind

watching them moving in
these ghostly apparitions
into my home

I got to get an exorcist
I told myself

as I tried to shoo them away
by throwing things at them

I even tried to throw the furniture
but they didn't listen nor looked

Father John help me I asked the priest
but he just smiled and clutched his coat closer
ad if a goose walked over his grave

despaired I went home
to face my ghostly adversary
I poured tea into their broth
I pinched their ghostly dog
I hid their bedroom slippers
I put on loud blaring music

but they kept on haunting me

To a picnic in the park
I kicked their ball into a pond
sprinkled sand on their fried chicken
then took a walk

The cemetery nearby looked peaceful
tombstone like forlorn sentinels
leaning under the weight of memories
until I glimpsed a name

The exorcist came yesterday
I heard them say
"There's a ghost here
a girl about nine
she's always following us"

The exorcist prayed all over the house
chanting words that made me light
I saw my mom and dad with brother Davey
and my dog Woofy
running towards them
I didn't mind anymore.

the lover

come to me, fair sailor
let me run my fingers through
your hair
and brush the salt
from your lips
press your chest
against mine
rest your weary head
against my long
neck

come to me, fair sailor
we shall dance
and drink
and be merry
my heart yearns for
you
all of you

come to me, fair sailor
sail your ship close
worry not about the rocky shore
my words will
set your course straight
my arms will catch you
when you fall

because fall, you will
none can withstand
my ample song
and stirring bosom
and tempting honey

crash against me
and let me rip
into your flesh
and bones
and muscle
let me have you

all of you

satisfy what i
need
and before i am
finished
i may let you whisper
my name
“Siren…”
as i spasm
around you
and leave you
no more to
move against
another

Virgin-no-more The Easy Way

I am Phallus the virgin monitor
I travel the world as I search
I am really a friendly monster
Ask those who I've served

My powers are designed to rid the street
Of all reluctant virgins
Too many girls remain complete
Frightened of the merging

I travel by night, my penis is ready
To answer any request;
From those who have not had me already
Who want me to enter their nest

Many girls feel left out
Through lack of sexual action
But are shy of the men about
To initiate the transaction

It is a big task for me to fulfill
Finding all relunctant virgins
I have however developed a skill
To find those with sexual urgings

My magic powers detect her condition
Even if she lives in China
First I must confirm I have her permission
Before entering the vagina

Deflowering a virgin is a delicate job
Not to be left to a beginner
I'm careful when I start and stop
My experience is a winner

I rove the world twenty four seven
To satisfy demand
Showing virgins the way to heaven
My activities are famed

Cape or Coat



He'd sold three in the past fifteen
more removed emotionally than his junkie clientele
he didn't bother to look over his shoulder
wasn't a fan of paranoia and doing time
was like an annual holiday to visit friends
even made new connections like that

Charges dropped for lack of evidence
in the case of his last assault on a female
and no home or car was safe in his presence
the last time he checked he'd fathered four
and rejected claims to pay for three more

And we were bored
With a new Ruger and a case of banned
steel core ammo and little hope
for the future of man

Especially that one
I felt the slight kick from the round
watched the side of his face give
and drip into the gutter

cracked a Heinekin
and turned up the stereo
Lit a cigarette and smiled

Driving through the night
and getting rid of darkness
At times

oh wow! i'm just now seeing this. thanks so much!