ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 6:53am
12th Nov 2024 6:53am
Sacrificial Monolith
Beneath the moon’s unwholesome light
Where shadows coil in endless night
There stands a stone of blackened hue
Carved deep by hands no man e’er knew
Before the Slavs, before the Magyar’s tread
A race debauched, both damned and dread
Did rule these lands with rites obscene
In homage to their shadowed queen
They danced beneath the gibbous moon
To pipe and drum, their foulest tune
Their bodies writhed, unbound by grace
A beast-like, dark, forgotten race
Upon this stone their rites did burn
Where life and flesh to...
Where shadows coil in endless night
There stands a stone of blackened hue
Carved deep by hands no man e’er knew
Before the Slavs, before the Magyar’s tread
A race debauched, both damned and dread
Did rule these lands with rites obscene
In homage to their shadowed queen
They danced beneath the gibbous moon
To pipe and drum, their foulest tune
Their bodies writhed, unbound by grace
A beast-like, dark, forgotten race
Upon this stone their rites did burn
Where life and flesh to...
#dark
#death
#evil
#forest
#magic
103 reads
4 Comments
Ashleysworld
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 10:58am
9th Nov 2024 10:58am
Betray me I dare you
#dark
#evil
#horror #scary
#horror #scary
72 reads
6 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 9:05pm
6th Nov 2024 9:05pm
And The Dragon Fell
In visions dark, the heavens split
The dragon falls, by wrathful writ
Seven heads and ten horns laid bare
In numbers fierce and symbols rare
By sacred signs, his end is known
A mystery in stars was sown
Twelve radiant crowns on woman’s brow
The serpent waits, yet falters now
With sevenfold seals, the Lamb’s decree
A ciphered truth, a prophecy
Each symbol holds a hidden weight
And binds the beast to coming fate
A shape divine, a holy form
A wheel of fire, through stars is borne
Its angles traced by angels'...
The dragon falls, by wrathful writ
Seven heads and ten horns laid bare
In numbers fierce and symbols rare
By sacred signs, his end is known
A mystery in stars was sown
Twelve radiant crowns on woman’s brow
The serpent waits, yet falters now
With sevenfold seals, the Lamb’s decree
A ciphered truth, a prophecy
Each symbol holds a hidden weight
And binds the beast to coming fate
A shape divine, a holy form
A wheel of fire, through stars is borne
Its angles traced by angels'...
#apocalypse
#Christian
#devil
#evil
#religion
85 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 10:15am
6th Nov 2024 10:15am
Up On Castles High
Upon the jagged peak it stands
A keep of dark, forbidden dread
Not wrought by mortal minds or hands
But gods long cursed and left for dead
Its towers scrape the ashen skies
In shadows veiled, unblessed by light
Here numbers breathe, and symbols rise
To twist the stars in dreadful rite
Nine pillars hold that cryptic place
And seven gates of rusted woe
Through thirteen paths, in jagged trace
The lost and damned are bade to go
O faithless spires, accursed throne
Where demons tremble, saints despair
Their...
A keep of dark, forbidden dread
Not wrought by mortal minds or hands
But gods long cursed and left for dead
Its towers scrape the ashen skies
In shadows veiled, unblessed by light
Here numbers breathe, and symbols rise
To twist the stars in dreadful rite
Nine pillars hold that cryptic place
And seven gates of rusted woe
Through thirteen paths, in jagged trace
The lost and damned are bade to go
O faithless spires, accursed throne
Where demons tremble, saints despair
Their...
#dark
#death
#evil
#gothic
#rhyming
109 reads
0 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 8:54am
6th Nov 2024 8:54am
The second coming
If only we grasped how the real world works
with its sneak body-mincing wheels in wheels,
and detect the operator's wicked smirk,
To expose foul thieves and strings they have jerked
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,
If only we grasped how the real world works...
Then we'd see sick invasions have vast perks
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,
and, detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,
Their shrugs, death of children a business quirk,
as they persue their beastly cash dreams
If...
with its sneak body-mincing wheels in wheels,
and detect the operator's wicked smirk,
To expose foul thieves and strings they have jerked
the deaths they have caused with their killer deals,
If only we grasped how the real world works...
Then we'd see sick invasions have vast perks
for crooked hands-across-the water schemes,
and, detect the string-puller's wicked smirk,
Their shrugs, death of children a business quirk,
as they persue their beastly cash dreams
If...
#evil
#villanelle
78 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 11:46pm
4th Nov 2024 11:46pm
Single Action Sacrilege
In dust and dawn, 'neath blood-red skies
Where sun and shadow meet their ties
Rode I, a man of ragged creed
With six cold shots for holy need
The iron on my hip, it lay
A relic forged in darker clay
Its name was Sacrilege, they said
And many a soul it sent to bed
A cross engraved upon its spine
But tarnished black by deed and time
A saint once blessed its silver bore
But now it thirsted evermore
They claimed that steel could damn a man
To fire his soul from God’s own plan
Yet vengeance called, and blood it...
Where sun and shadow meet their ties
Rode I, a man of ragged creed
With six cold shots for holy need
The iron on my hip, it lay
A relic forged in darker clay
Its name was Sacrilege, they said
And many a soul it sent to bed
A cross engraved upon its spine
But tarnished black by deed and time
A saint once blessed its silver bore
But now it thirsted evermore
They claimed that steel could damn a man
To fire his soul from God’s own plan
Yet vengeance called, and blood it...
#dark
#death
#evil
#narrative
#shadows
67 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 3:18am
4th Nov 2024 3:18am
Sanguine Paradise
In crimson folds where Seraphim weep
And ancient thrones in silence keep
A sanguine Paradise concealed
By shadowed rites and fates revealed
A garden forged in martyr’s tears
Where saints and sinners quell their fears
Here, holy hymns in whispers sound
To trace the lost, the star-cursed ground
The lilies burn like censers bright
Veiled echoes of celestial light
Yet blood and incense thickly rise
A darker psalm to pierce the skies
No sacred dawn shall grace this place
For Eden’s fall hath left its trace
In...
And ancient thrones in silence keep
A sanguine Paradise concealed
By shadowed rites and fates revealed
A garden forged in martyr’s tears
Where saints and sinners quell their fears
Here, holy hymns in whispers sound
To trace the lost, the star-cursed ground
The lilies burn like censers bright
Veiled echoes of celestial light
Yet blood and incense thickly rise
A darker psalm to pierce the skies
No sacred dawn shall grace this place
For Eden’s fall hath left its trace
In...
#dark
#evil
#heaven
#hell
#night
46 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 00:57am
4th Nov 2024 00:57am
Demon
I’ve been around ten thousand years or more
(who remembers things as dull as time?)
and in my age have seen such crime
that crows would blink and blush, a whore
cry “etiquette!” I’ve seen a desert-dweller kill
his own brother, for gold sewn into his saddle.
I’ve seen a Pope rape and molest. A chill
sweep down a modern street as holy twaddle,
to justify sin, strives to make sense of a girl
shot dead. Her bicycle lay in the street,
the ribbons on the handlebars like wheat,
still dancing when stirred by the wind. The twirl
of...
(who remembers things as dull as time?)
and in my age have seen such crime
that crows would blink and blush, a whore
cry “etiquette!” I’ve seen a desert-dweller kill
his own brother, for gold sewn into his saddle.
I’ve seen a Pope rape and molest. A chill
sweep down a modern street as holy twaddle,
to justify sin, strives to make sense of a girl
shot dead. Her bicycle lay in the street,
the ribbons on the handlebars like wheat,
still dancing when stirred by the wind. The twirl
of...
#despair
#devil
#evil #horror
#evil #horror
127 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 5:17pm
1st Nov 2024 5:17pm
Rites of Ascension
In hidden vaults, where shadows seep
They sing the rites of crimson creed
The ancient tongues in murmurs creep
And call to bones that never bleed
Through sacred dark, where secrets lie
In consecrated rot and dust
They chant beneath a starless sky
To raise the flesh dissolved by rust
With sigils drawn in ashen trace
And holy oil upon the stone
They conjure forth a lost embrace
Of spirits bound by oath and bone
Anointed blood in chaliced hands
They lift to Him who waits unseen
To rouse the buried from...
They sing the rites of crimson creed
The ancient tongues in murmurs creep
And call to bones that never bleed
Through sacred dark, where secrets lie
In consecrated rot and dust
They chant beneath a starless sky
To raise the flesh dissolved by rust
With sigils drawn in ashen trace
And holy oil upon the stone
They conjure forth a lost embrace
Of spirits bound by oath and bone
Anointed blood in chaliced hands
They lift to Him who waits unseen
To rouse the buried from...
#death
#evil
#magic
#religion
#rhyming
91 reads
0 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 00:39am
1st Nov 2024 00:39am
THIS HALLOWEEN
Become one with death
She is all that I have left
We won't let you die
Until you're terrified
Corpse-painted and black lipstick
Eyes that are deeper than the abyss
Adorned in the habiliments of doom
Her beautiful face under the moon
I CAN'T ESCAPE HER MADNESS
IN LOVE WITH HER DARKNESS
Blood-tainted by fell demons
Brains splattered on her feminine grin
Violent dementia running rampant
Rejoicing in smears of their excrement
On this Halloween
We will feast on your spleens
Rip wings of...
She is all that I have left
We won't let you die
Until you're terrified
Corpse-painted and black lipstick
Eyes that are deeper than the abyss
Adorned in the habiliments of doom
Her beautiful face under the moon
I CAN'T ESCAPE HER MADNESS
IN LOVE WITH HER DARKNESS
Blood-tainted by fell demons
Brains splattered on her feminine grin
Violent dementia running rampant
Rejoicing in smears of their excrement
On this Halloween
We will feast on your spleens
Rip wings of...
#dark
#evil
#Halloween #horror
#Halloween #horror
133 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 10:49am
31st Oct 2024 10:49am
The Extraordinary Journey Through The Minds of Eight DUP Members
After not hearing from Miranda Wright for several days, her family reported the petite 28 year old woman missing. Thirteen days after filing the missing persons report, Miranda's father and brother went to her house on Halloween and noticed there was a foul odor coming from the living room. The police had gone through everything in her house as well, but found no signs of struggle. Miranda's brother noticed that the odor seemed to increase when he went toward the couch. Something told him that he should lift up the cushion. As he lifted up the cushions, he stood there in shock, seeing a...
#collaboration
#evil
#fiction
#horror
#ShortStory
136 reads
16 Comments
UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 2:15am
31st Oct 2024 2:15am
BLACK NIGHTS : PINK LIGHTS
The darkness we've survived
Our virtues kept the vice
The pasts we've left behind
In sounds of us intertwined
I feel you in the hole
That spread throughout my soul
Take this breath
I want to choose my death
Let me slip these tendrils in
To spill the life you'll give
Night curtains the day from you
In echoes, there remains a tune
Songs that swept away the blue
That bleeds now over every hue
A hunger always grows
Abated only when it shows
Hear my voice ...
Our virtues kept the vice
The pasts we've left behind
In sounds of us intertwined
I feel you in the hole
That spread throughout my soul
Take this breath
I want to choose my death
Let me slip these tendrils in
To spill the life you'll give
Night curtains the day from you
In echoes, there remains a tune
Songs that swept away the blue
That bleeds now over every hue
A hunger always grows
Abated only when it shows
Hear my voice ...
#dark
#evil
#lust #sex
#lust #sex
142 reads
2 Comments
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