no holding back
Devilish
Forum Posts: 1744
Dangerous Mind
15
Joined 24th July 2011 Forum Posts: 1744
Well you see Doc...
Daddy said it was ok..
For you to lay..
Behind me..
Then start grinding..
My two foot frame..
Hurts just a little...
And today I am mental...
So they say..
Mommy was on go fast...
Makin her an outlast..
And blind....
To her baby being raped...
"Why are you crying..
How ugly is your whining" ...
Hushed ..
By a horrid embrace...
The taste of his fingers..
Penetrates and lingers..
The air that I breathe..
Gives way...
Duck duck goose and back packs...
Stimulate the flashbacks...
I wonder
where daddy is..
Today...
Daddy said it was ok..
For you to lay..
Behind me..
Then start grinding..
My two foot frame..
Hurts just a little...
And today I am mental...
So they say..
Mommy was on go fast...
Makin her an outlast..
And blind....
To her baby being raped...
"Why are you crying..
How ugly is your whining" ...
Hushed ..
By a horrid embrace...
The taste of his fingers..
Penetrates and lingers..
The air that I breathe..
Gives way...
Duck duck goose and back packs...
Stimulate the flashbacks...
I wonder
where daddy is..
Today...
firedaughter
StayAwayFromTheNutcase
Forum Posts: 808
StayAwayFromTheNutcase
Fire of Insight
17
Joined 14th Feb 2012 Forum Posts: 808
The Reaper
Somewhere high above the clouds,
Sits a lost and lonely soul,
Only his crows converse with him,
As they pick upon his bones.
They search the world for sorrow,
That crawls on its last legs,
Then sing their psalms unto the Master,
Who reaps another harvest.
No longer worshiped by his minions,
He still holds a certain fear,
His skeletal form, clad in black,
Is seldom seen, nor heard,
Except upon a dying breath,
Like the cackle of a crow,
As the gentle breeze of sweeping scythe,
Reaps another soul.
No tears are shed of mourning,
From his eyeless, bony skull,
That pain is left to mortals,
Who wander through life, still,
Ignorant and faithless,
They know not of his deeds,
As he reaps his harvest,
From Mother Nature's seeds.
So worship him, the Master,
The harvester of souls,
He'll ferry you across the stars,
Unto another world,
Be it Heaven, be it Hell,
Be it what you believe,
But remember that you are mortal,
Your soul is His to reap
I know of someone who wishes to be the reaper in another life >.<
and The Reaper is a person.. This isn't really explicit or anything..
But I hope it still appeases! XD
Somewhere high above the clouds,
Sits a lost and lonely soul,
Only his crows converse with him,
As they pick upon his bones.
They search the world for sorrow,
That crawls on its last legs,
Then sing their psalms unto the Master,
Who reaps another harvest.
No longer worshiped by his minions,
He still holds a certain fear,
His skeletal form, clad in black,
Is seldom seen, nor heard,
Except upon a dying breath,
Like the cackle of a crow,
As the gentle breeze of sweeping scythe,
Reaps another soul.
No tears are shed of mourning,
From his eyeless, bony skull,
That pain is left to mortals,
Who wander through life, still,
Ignorant and faithless,
They know not of his deeds,
As he reaps his harvest,
From Mother Nature's seeds.
So worship him, the Master,
The harvester of souls,
He'll ferry you across the stars,
Unto another world,
Be it Heaven, be it Hell,
Be it what you believe,
But remember that you are mortal,
Your soul is His to reap
I know of someone who wishes to be the reaper in another life >.<
and The Reaper is a person.. This isn't really explicit or anything..
But I hope it still appeases! XD
summultima
uma
Forum Posts: 1326
uma
Dangerous Mind
34
Joined 3rd Feb 2012Forum Posts: 1326
::Her Love(less) Castle::
Momentary expressions
lasting few seconds,
is your whole drama
of making love...
A plasticized receptacle
holding your released particles
is all what you want!
Thematically its love,
that was the only thing-
the missing link,
those fine emotional threads
much yearned for,
were never woven ...
Not to tell about
daylight duties,
irresponsible freak-out
of highest order
you were ..
Sucking out her soul like
a silent fatty leech
anesthetizing this
fool of a host..
Leave about sharing
your heart with this
unfortunate herself,
Innocent faces of angelic
children too didn’t
draw you to a state
of transformed
manliness ..
What are you made of?
Is that the cosmic inert atomic dirts still undiscovered?
Why to bear your putrid branches?
Can’t stand your odoriferous staleness, got that?
Can’t bear your deceptive dummy weight anymore,
Roots of hers' detach you forever, incomplete she stand,
Yet freedom air runs in her unstrained aligned vessels..
Castle of love-less existence,
Are like pillar-less foundation,
Let it break , let it break,
Better be a lonely firm brick
Rather than your flirty castle!
PierreTheMad
Forum Posts: 2808
Dangerous Mind
15
Joined 7th Dec 2009Forum Posts: 2808
Wow! Hey, thanks! I am honored.
I will treasure it always. :)
I will treasure it always. :)