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| Gone©
Posted: 8/14/2007 5:27:23 AM | I sampled of her caring,
Her love: was my bouillon
Now that I have tasted them
I find they tasted: Gone | |
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| The Dark Prince© …
Posted: 8/18/2007 10:15:06 PM | … of course, he could see it now. How odd it was that it had been there all along. He’d known it for some time, maybe longer than he was willing to admit. The peculiarity of it: He’d not been able to actually view it … until now. And he briefly wondered … why? But couldn’t hold that inquisitive thought long, for he was too excited with his vision.
He gazed upon it with relish, causing his heart to hammer in his chest driving blood viciously though his veins at the exquisitely delicious sight.
His gaze into the mirror reflected the deep black pits of his eyes, and through those funnels of unrelenting despair did he find and rejoice in the perpetual wretchedness that was his inner soul – or rather where his soul had been. The rank, raw horridness was there, deep inside himself … the writhing, swilling, turning, boiling, churning rancidness, foul in its odorous stench, thick in its self-regenerating hatred and rampant madness.
He erupted in fiendish glee loudly hacking and cackling uncontrollably without any attempt to bridle his new found joy. He quickly twisted about, and the swirling of his heavy, long velvet cloak was reflected in the darkened mirror.
As suddenly as the vision had been given him, came the sobering realization that all which had come before, all the misery, all the insidious ranting of psychiatrists, psychologists and medical perverts who had questioned his motivations and compulsions, had been but a path of teaching and learning. His time was at hand. The Dark Skills brought to him by the Commandant of Hell …could and would now be put to use. And …
He knew he was ready.
It will be Hell’s painful, crushing fury that he will dispense to any and all for whom he feels a need, or whim, to punish.
The promise of future screams again brought a smile to his rotting face.
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| The Long Black Lines©
Posted: 8/21/2007 9:49:59 AM | T’was a long black line he looked down
And sobering the view
The sight was not unfamiliar …
To others he’d bid … adieu
But forming of such lines,
Was increased in frequency
And he thought: One day the
Line will form for me.
None of us pace through life
Advancing agelessly
And our turn in the line
Will not be anomaly
His line, and it’s formation
He knew he’d never see
And of those who’d stand in it
He wondered who they’d be. | |
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| From The Abyss
Posted: 12/12/2007 5:10:38 PM | Back from my exile, for too long I fear,
From the abyss have risen, with blood, sweat, and tear.
Time has flown too fast, but way too slow,
A spiraling twist of fate, but onward I go.
Again to walk, amongst pixels and ink,
My labor of love, the rythms I think.
So witness and bear, for what I've so yearned,
From the abyss I have risen, Darkness has returned!
~Kobold~  | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 530 | |
| From The Abyss
Posted: 12/12/2007 5:36:34 PM | So delicately intricate
deliciously sublime
Crimson flows as bloodlust grows
quaff the living wine
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Welcome home stranger
Been too long
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| From The Abyss
Posted: 12/12/2007 5:51:05 PM | Welcome, back, Kobold ! You've been missed.
(Are you still stealing Christmas, longte  )
"THE MINISTERING ANGEL"
On top the tall fat Xmas tree,
The snow-dappled angel perched
Till six-year-old Bobby up the needles peed.
The horrified sweet ornament lurched.
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| From The Abyss
Posted: 12/12/2007 5:52:32 PM | Thank you Longte!
Way too long, fellow dark breeder,
To be denied your rythm, ryhme and meter.
Intricate and sublime, yes watch it go,
The hot and sweet smell, the blood doth flow.
Fear envelops the mind, and the body tenses,
As one does read, the contents of your sentences.
I alone, take it in, my body all a quiver,
The words I thirst for, down my spine with a shiver.
Succulent morsels, of which I need,
From darkness spawned, now is my time to feed!
Who is next, come hastily my way,
I'm always on the prowl, looking for prey!
~Kobold~
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/12/2007 10:03:50 PM | Good to see you around Rory!
Of Nightmares
Of nightmares and twisted visions, in them I dwell,
Sordid and surreal, straight out of hell.
They haunt my mind, stripped and laid bare,
With me in the daytime, peacefulness is rare.
Tis time to lie and wait, in my bed will I receive,
More vivid visions, more than you could believe.
The dark shadows fall, my eyes will come to see,
Of nightmares and twisted visions, I'll never be free.
~Kobold~
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/13/2007 12:36:32 PM | Welcome back Stranger!!!!!
What a perfect holiday gift to us all!!!!!
Sam | |
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/13/2007 6:06:05 PM | Thanks Mari! Good to be back!
Taste It
Sweet is the silence of the night,
In it lie the fears of all men,
Hidden just out of sight,
Where it’s always been.
You can feel and taste it,
With a sobering chill,
Though deeply knit,
Into the air it does spill.
Go ahead and taste true fear,
From deep recesses of the mind,
From the night drawn so near,
It’s ravages you can no longer bind.
Nestle deeply if you can,
Under the covers of your bed,
A little hole only to scan,
Breathing heavy with dread.
Night sweat rains down,
Your fear tastes so sweet,
Praying for dawn since sundown,
Your fear you try to beat.
Nothing to be afraid of,
From bed you step in darkness,
Every step deliberately suave,
It’s no time to be careless.
A gust of chilled air,
It’s stench fills you with dread,
Fatal is your err,
Nope, too late, you’re dead!
~Kobold~
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/13/2007 6:09:32 PM | Empty.
I could free your blood
open wounds that stare pale faced
as you sleep
tie your limps to the four posted bed
who can free you of your vein?
Cold whisper that rises flesh
I am the devil without introduction
a silent scream
compounding your living nightmare
I am the flame from hollow eyes
Dead
already dead.....
I pass your grave of open sorrow
vicious
tidal in my bloodlust
I gather bones
bound by the sinew of sin
know of me
for as you stand by the mirror tear streaked and open
you will understand the fire, for I
am you.
..T.. | |
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/13/2007 6:16:54 PM | Simply Awesome Truthisee! | |
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/13/2007 6:33:58 PM | Thanx.
Good to see you back, what more perfect time of year?...
Me casa su casa. | |
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| Of Nightmares
Posted: 12/14/2007 8:08:57 AM | diggin the A-B scheme kobold
then DeTh said to me.........
"you werent Livin wit God! Sinnin Along was a Tragedy..
Within you are Strong! but yer Swindles an Cons were Dastardly..
yer Wishins were Wrong! an Riddled Allah so Actually..
he dint Think u were Calm. ..he didnt Pick you Along for Passin Me!!"
..shocked, I Reacted Free...
"DeTh Please!! mercy is all I Ask from Thee..
I Jest Need !! ..time to search the Path I Seek..
so Let Me!! Reverse yer Damnin Reach...
let him Bless Me!! Accept me to put the church Back in Me!!"
DeThs Hand Unleashed.....
"we have Plans for Thee so put a Hold on Emotions
I'm not a ghost or an omen I've jus been Chosen to Close This..
Dont be so Hopeless.. lifes jus Over but Open..
so hold on were goin.. growin cuz no Soul gos Un-noticed........."
*POOF*
.... hmm.. they dissapeared...............
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| Winter
Posted: 12/30/2007 5:52:34 PM | Vultures of ice hover ever near, harbingers of what, not quite clear
Misty clouds forever lowering, haunted eyes from dark brows glowering
Trying to find a remaining spark, to stave off the swift approaching dark
Thought of things untried, not for lack of hands untied
How I wish for a re-start, when the ice has gripped my beating heart
Lips set in a rictus grin, dead of winter has set in. | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 541 | |
| the Dark Side
Posted: 12/30/2007 7:14:45 PM | such beauty in the feel of you
mirrored in your primal gaze
reflecting nights of sweet delight
in silhouette the darks moons rays
blinding me in innocence
offering surcease
another day as we play
finally I have release
for we;
united
bathe inside Dianas light
as one with nature
so content
gasping fills the winters night
Will you;
lying there
pale face and raven hair
ever learn to speak your mind
reality is left behind
for you
shattered
consumed and thus contained
whilst I
so sorely battered
kiss the head that now remains
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| the Dark Side
Posted: 12/30/2007 11:23:32 PM | {{{{{ shiver }}}}}
Blood spills from the edges of the blade
Held aloft to be blessed by gods
Bright wine colors running down
Coursing over handle held
By me
Blood mingling with blood
As gashes deep draw juice of now lost life
And strength from enemy slain
Pooling at the place where hilt meets blade
A sticky mass
And I bend to slake my thirst
And grin
Sword lowered
Holding then in just right hand
With left I hold aloft the severed head
Search longingly the empty gaze before me
Nothing answers tho
And passion lies there..dead
Speak not with eyes and taunt me not
You had your pleasure - now your lot
Then tip of blade bends down to eye
A single thrust
And oozing mush
Seeps out the dead mans eye
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| the Dark Side
Posted: 1/4/2008 8:22:51 PM | Hiya Kobold,
Hope all is well with you my friend!!!
The "C" Word
No one hears it
It leaves no scent
No visible signs
As it spreads torment
Starting in one spot
Then creeping beyond
By the time you find it
It’s to late to respond
Oozing like plague
With deadly venom
Increasing in mass
An explosive plenum
No prejudice
Of woman or man
No second thoughts
No future plan
Once it’s touched you
You’re forever marked
The path you walk
Already embarked
Sam | |
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| Movement
Posted: 1/5/2008 8:05:42 PM | longte I realize this is an old post of poetry of your's but I just now found this very creative and enjoyable place of posting here.
This Movement poem you have written is very brillant and had me laughing so hard at just the thought of what must be locked away in your miind each day.
You and I mean this in a sort of good way.... are very creepy and no you won't be coming to dinner anytime soon(smile)
Love this stuff .... all gifted poets.
I write mostly romantic, heartbreak stuff but might give a try at this one day because I love reading dark side.
dykestergal | |
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| stalker by the yellow light
Posted: 1/5/2008 8:21:59 PM | If I may
in the realm of shadows fall my footsteps trail
a scent of fear arise your nightfall darkness grasp
for unto stares of shadowed breath your image do appear
silent walk I in your darkend cast
that blackend silhouete you leave
shall be my midnight mask
always close enough to touch
within your mind you feel
attached to your every thought
and wrapped there at your heel
under latenight yellow haze
you hear electric hiss
don't turn too fast or walk to slow
then my gaze you'll miss
be know that always I am there
your stalker by your side
for in my shadow lare you'll find
youre concience cannot hide | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
Msg: 546 | |
| Movement
Posted: 1/6/2008 1:11:24 AM | Dykestergirl
If you linger in my mind
you'll never know what you may find
for somnulent those voices are
until a message from afar
awakens dreams and bloody schemes
or faeries flying in the mist
of valiant hearts now torn apart
or delight in her first kiss
so wander through the dark with me
seeking untold ecstacy
to hear a mothers lullaby
that brings a tear to hardened eyes
perhaps then you'll visualise
that sweet caress as lovers part
the silken touch which opens hearts
your partners skin their sultry grin
that smiling invitation
the kiss; such bliss; your lustful wish
with no limitation
gracefully the movements gaining
few inhibitions now remaining
seeking needing blind release
that final gasp of sweet relief
cuddling cooling in delight
all in all a magic night
wind your fingers through their hair
tasting the new maggots there
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| Dark poetry
Posted: 2/9/2008 4:24:40 AM | What matters if the flowers are not enough, if the music is just too much
When does it cures if it doesn't glow in the dark, if it doesn't cry at night
Something tell me we've got too much time, that we are getting used by
It doesn't always mean to hurt but it does because soulmate is a myth
People lie, people fake just to avoid feeling loneliness, the path of darkness
Angel of fire, tell me why I'm not having any regrets for my bad behaviours
It's tomorow and I already wish I was yesterday because memories flow
Another day, another voice telling me to continue in the no one cares avenue.. | |
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| Dark poetry
Posted: 2/9/2008 4:41:52 AM | What do you know about love when you haven't gotten to your break up yet
Because let's face it, it always break up because it started as a lie, as pity or with fake feelings
It might have been a silly attempt to avoid loneliess but it's okay to live in illusions
After all, half of the world live throught it and it's the same thing happening at work
Don't think you control anything in your life because it takes a second to fall from the top
But years to grind to the top and when you'll reach the top you'll be grumpy and old
So it will be your time to go, your time to release pain, whereever you belong to, darkness or heaven
As if they exist because you're high enough to see everything blue, just like a garden of cornflowers.. | |
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| Dark poetry
Posted: 2/10/2008 12:46:25 PM | Hiya all,
Kobold, Hope all is well with you!!
Been a while since the dark words have been able to flow, some days it’s just what we need to do!!!
Bleed It
Darkness falls upon those
Unscripted and unspoken
He who regrets the Karma
Who spent his own token
Kismet or misfortune
Fate is what will be
Forked tongues and less the gratitude
Be it what it may
Time changes the soul
With the turning of the earth
Once the pattern is made
There is no re-birth
Bleed it, the heart inside
That leaks the black oil
Walk in its path to long
The spirit begins to coil
Last there is the answer
On the ending of it all
Once was proceeding to lift
Can only tumble and fall
Is the mirror two sided
Can the reflection be deceived
Or is the day of reckoning
Exactly what one received…..
Sam
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| Dark poetry
Posted: 2/11/2008 3:41:12 PM | | Ooooooh ... I liked it, Mari ... I'm thinkin' ya' done good, girl! Keep it up ... let's read some more. | |
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