Submissions by HadesRising
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Burning Embers
My demon feeds on me everyday
Like a parasite drinking me away.
A succubus laying on the bed,
Her whispers echo in my head.
I have grown to love the abuse
She’s just another drug to use.
She sucks on me while she feeds me
Always taking and giving what I need.
But like all good things, she cannot last
In the sunlight, she’s burning fast.
A fading echo from a scream that’s rent,
Singing me one last lament.
Tenderly, I collect the remains
Of my everlasting shame.
I will keep her here forever,
I cannot lose her, never!...
Like a parasite drinking me away.
A succubus laying on the bed,
Her whispers echo in my head.
I have grown to love the abuse
She’s just another drug to use.
She sucks on me while she feeds me
Always taking and giving what I need.
But like all good things, she cannot last
In the sunlight, she’s burning fast.
A fading echo from a scream that’s rent,
Singing me one last lament.
Tenderly, I collect the remains
Of my everlasting shame.
I will keep her here forever,
I cannot lose her, never!...
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Inside the Labyrinth
The labyrinth twists and turns
Walls made of stone and ferns.
Gloom shadows the light
Only to improve the fright.
What awaits at the center?
Paranoia quickly sets in
Waiting for screams to begin.
Sun dims before my eyes
Creeping death is on the rise.
What’s that noise?
Something chases me around
Between these walls, I am bound.
But soon I find my way
When the sky drenches me in rain.
What is that voice beyond?
What waits around the corner,
In the center of the turmoil?
Manticore and haunting wisp,
Only...
Walls made of stone and ferns.
Gloom shadows the light
Only to improve the fright.
What awaits at the center?
Paranoia quickly sets in
Waiting for screams to begin.
Sun dims before my eyes
Creeping death is on the rise.
What’s that noise?
Something chases me around
Between these walls, I am bound.
But soon I find my way
When the sky drenches me in rain.
What is that voice beyond?
What waits around the corner,
In the center of the turmoil?
Manticore and haunting wisp,
Only...
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2 Comments
Insane Pleasure
I am lying there next to her
Holding, whispering
Sweet nothings to each other.
The stage is set,
I get her wet
Longing for more pleasure.
The sex is long and slow
Then she takes my flow
And sets her glow.
I can feel her love
Like from above.
She begs for another shove.
But then I awake
Feel like I’ll break,
My sanity is at stake.
I am chained to a wall
Inside a filthy stall,
A ball stuck in my jaw.
I am just a slave
On the way to the grave,
I cannot be saved!
In my mind I howl
Soiled in my...
Holding, whispering
Sweet nothings to each other.
The stage is set,
I get her wet
Longing for more pleasure.
The sex is long and slow
Then she takes my flow
And sets her glow.
I can feel her love
Like from above.
She begs for another shove.
But then I awake
Feel like I’ll break,
My sanity is at stake.
I am chained to a wall
Inside a filthy stall,
A ball stuck in my jaw.
I am just a slave
On the way to the grave,
I cannot be saved!
In my mind I howl
Soiled in my...
1356 reads
8 Comments
Final Breath
As I lay here in the gloom
Pondering my doom
In my tomb
What brought me to this?
What was the wish
That’s served me
A dish?
Was this to shut my mouth?
To keep me out
I want to shout!
But no one will hear
The utter fear
Is death near?
It looms over me, death
Of light I’m bereft
As I take my final breath.
Pondering my doom
In my tomb
What brought me to this?
What was the wish
That’s served me
A dish?
Was this to shut my mouth?
To keep me out
I want to shout!
But no one will hear
The utter fear
Is death near?
It looms over me, death
Of light I’m bereft
As I take my final breath.
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Reserved for the Gods
She blooms for me like a pink/red rose
Leave aching for the breaking of orgasmic throes.
I am but wisp caught in her web
Sweet promises given like pleasures of the dead.
She’s a goddess from an immortal bloodline
With jet black hair and marble features defined.
Painful pleasures given light
To forever howl deep into the night.
Oh, Aprhodite
In a nightie, nightly
When lips are pouty
Time to get naughty.
Her face, full of grace.
Draped in lace
To make my heart race!
No fuss, I have no rust.
You know you can trust...
Leave aching for the breaking of orgasmic throes.
I am but wisp caught in her web
Sweet promises given like pleasures of the dead.
She’s a goddess from an immortal bloodline
With jet black hair and marble features defined.
Painful pleasures given light
To forever howl deep into the night.
Oh, Aprhodite
In a nightie, nightly
When lips are pouty
Time to get naughty.
Her face, full of grace.
Draped in lace
To make my heart race!
No fuss, I have no rust.
You know you can trust...
761 reads
2 Comments
Punished
At the eve of a new day
Comes a sky filled with grey.
The day of reckoning
For all my past sins…
Is it too late to learn
Or will I just take my turn?
Upon the spit
Over the fire, lit.
For all the fascinations,
I’m punished.
For all my aggravations,
I’m punished.
For my free will.
I am such a fool
For all the times I praised His name.
And I was such a tool
To be used to spread his lies and fame.
From the morning rays
To the end of day,
I have only lived a simple man
Only to be damned.
...
Comes a sky filled with grey.
The day of reckoning
For all my past sins…
Is it too late to learn
Or will I just take my turn?
Upon the spit
Over the fire, lit.
For all the fascinations,
I’m punished.
For all my aggravations,
I’m punished.
For my free will.
I am such a fool
For all the times I praised His name.
And I was such a tool
To be used to spread his lies and fame.
From the morning rays
To the end of day,
I have only lived a simple man
Only to be damned.
...
597 reads
4 Comments
Heaven Sent
She became my little tortured plaything,
Once, she lived by the word in the book.
But she soon forgot just what I took.
“Do you trip happily on the poison?
Did you take pleasure in the sting?”
I had raped her faith upon the gate
That led to the late hour wraith
Upon the mirror plate
Sugar sweetened emerald glasses
Lowered her to my sweet seductions.
No ambitions and she gave me suction.
“My little plaything, when did you
Realize you couldn’t resist my passes?”
Afterwards, she was spent with laments
That...
Once, she lived by the word in the book.
But she soon forgot just what I took.
“Do you trip happily on the poison?
Did you take pleasure in the sting?”
I had raped her faith upon the gate
That led to the late hour wraith
Upon the mirror plate
Sugar sweetened emerald glasses
Lowered her to my sweet seductions.
No ambitions and she gave me suction.
“My little plaything, when did you
Realize you couldn’t resist my passes?”
Afterwards, she was spent with laments
That...
649 reads
4 Comments
Vengeance
From the shrines to the tombs,
Light the candles in the gloom.
In angel’s eyes and demon’s claws
The immortal ones fill the halls.
The dark lord’s eye pierce the night
A slit of fire in the crimson light.
In the fields with Satyrs and Nymphs
Within the mists are secret glyphs.
Monsters can see you though and though
Lurking about uncovering the clues.
Doom of man envisioned by the Profits
Revealing little secrets.
We are the aliens on their earth
Creatures breathing to strange birth.
Beings of science without magic
Tainting their...
Light the candles in the gloom.
In angel’s eyes and demon’s claws
The immortal ones fill the halls.
The dark lord’s eye pierce the night
A slit of fire in the crimson light.
In the fields with Satyrs and Nymphs
Within the mists are secret glyphs.
Monsters can see you though and though
Lurking about uncovering the clues.
Doom of man envisioned by the Profits
Revealing little secrets.
We are the aliens on their earth
Creatures breathing to strange birth.
Beings of science without magic
Tainting their...
565 reads
2 Comments
Further Debauchery of Pan
The music of reed pipes fill the air
Calling to those so fair.
Nymphs play naked in the springs
Promising young men a quick fling.
But beware the sirens song
It sounds so right, but is so wrong.
With sweet fucking comes doom
The mist around improves the gloom.
But when Pan brings debauchery
Musical moaning feels the trees.
Come hither and don’t be callous
And drink the nectar from Pan’s phallus.
Hear the notes and read the glyphs
To find yourself inside a nymph.
In the river or under the falls,
All cum to Great God...
Calling to those so fair.
Nymphs play naked in the springs
Promising young men a quick fling.
But beware the sirens song
It sounds so right, but is so wrong.
With sweet fucking comes doom
The mist around improves the gloom.
But when Pan brings debauchery
Musical moaning feels the trees.
Come hither and don’t be callous
And drink the nectar from Pan’s phallus.
Hear the notes and read the glyphs
To find yourself inside a nymph.
In the river or under the falls,
All cum to Great God...
709 reads
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The Serpent King
Born deep inside the magma of the fiery mountain
With lava bursting forth like a fountain.
Stirs the great wyrm.
The world of man will burn,
By the bane of the man, Soloman.
Soloman, The Godly King of the highest Orders
Protecting every realm and borders.
His shiny boots on the floor,
He holds forth the mighty sword,
To repel all beast and boarders.
What will happen,
When legend meets beast?
Who will bring victory
And who will be the feast?
Roarax, The Bane of man, fills the sky
Upon the sky’s winds he will glide....
With lava bursting forth like a fountain.
Stirs the great wyrm.
The world of man will burn,
By the bane of the man, Soloman.
Soloman, The Godly King of the highest Orders
Protecting every realm and borders.
His shiny boots on the floor,
He holds forth the mighty sword,
To repel all beast and boarders.
What will happen,
When legend meets beast?
Who will bring victory
And who will be the feast?
Roarax, The Bane of man, fills the sky
Upon the sky’s winds he will glide....
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Summer Infernal
The last days of this Hell lingers,
But I will not count on my fingers
The days that pass.
For they seem to last
To drive me insane.
The sun never seems to wane,
On my eyes, it leaves a mark.
A stain upon the stark
Image in my eyes.
I can tell the lies
From the half truths.
But my point seems moot
As the sun rises once more.
I put my face to the floor,
But I just want to run.
Because I hate the sun.
But I will not count on my fingers
The days that pass.
For they seem to last
To drive me insane.
The sun never seems to wane,
On my eyes, it leaves a mark.
A stain upon the stark
Image in my eyes.
I can tell the lies
From the half truths.
But my point seems moot
As the sun rises once more.
I put my face to the floor,
But I just want to run.
Because I hate the sun.
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Snowbound
In distant vistas, snowfall carpets the land
Spreading the chill of winter through every man.
The fear of the dark slowly sets in
Waiting for desolation to begin.
Can you endure?
Are you so sure?
Soon the bitter cold will creep into your bones
No where is safe, not even your home.
No heat from the flames
Biting away the sane.
Is it all in your head?
Are you already dead?
What would you do for another day?
What would you do, what would you say?
In a home with a jagged skyline
What would do with the time?
No one about
For...
Spreading the chill of winter through every man.
The fear of the dark slowly sets in
Waiting for desolation to begin.
Can you endure?
Are you so sure?
Soon the bitter cold will creep into your bones
No where is safe, not even your home.
No heat from the flames
Biting away the sane.
Is it all in your head?
Are you already dead?
What would you do for another day?
What would you do, what would you say?
In a home with a jagged skyline
What would do with the time?
No one about
For...
547 reads
2 Comments
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