The wellThe well, the wellThe well1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
draw no water from the well
The secrets of the depths no living can tell.
Listen, just listen
and then you will hear
the whispers of the children who were murdered here.
The girl, poor girl
she came to the well
a babe in her arms which in the water now dwell.
One more, one more
soon followed the first
crying so fiercely his tiny heart burst.
The girl, poor woman
brought a third to the grave
dead in her womb there was no life to save.
The fourth and fifth were born as one
she brought them to the well
and then there were none.
The woman was hanged from the old gallows tree
when the children grow silent
her soul shall
Reoccurring SlightlyThinking and thinking yes again,Reoccurring Slightly2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But its reoccurring not so bad,
Although death is seen in my eyes,
My death means nothing to those who cry,
I wish a farewell to not be seen,
But i'm not killed as i used to be,
Death is common as is the scene,
I look to the left and think again,
Wondering where it will end.
She Isn't Sorry...Somberly pacing darkened halls,She Isn't Sorry...2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She harkens to the midnight calls
Of silken-shrouded, haunted Things
Which soar on ghastly cobwebbed wings...
Her honeymoon ended in a flash
Of steel; her knife left a gash
Deep in her lover's faithless heart;
Such is the price of seducing art!
Primly she sits in her padded cell,
Smiling as she harkens to the knell
Of funereal chimes in the graveyard cold;
"They're burying him in the dark dank mould!"
Ghostly WordsGhostly words composed in my brain,Ghostly Words10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Speaking aloud in my name,
calling out to all those here,
Just so you know we are near,
Do not ignore us or we show you fear,
Keep it going do not stop,
Your freezing words are just to halt,
Keep on looking forward as she,
You must listen only to me.
You look outside and see us,
What do you think when you see dust?
Keep on glancing over such,
Do not lose within this must.
Keep on focused look in the brain,
For Ghostly words were composed the same,
Keep on moving don't look back,
I told you this now just scat.
*The Crypt*In vampire crypt eternal sleep*The Crypt*3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Decades pass and mould does creep
Where time no longer has a place
Dormant bodies beyond embrace.
Lured to sleep in timeless portal
Ancient ones who were not mortal
Vampire hunter with garnet eyes
Showed no mercy, they won't arise
Millenia passed they are not missed
Secret lost like morning mist
Crypt is safe, but who knows where?
Dormant fury caught in snare.
Things Ill Never ShareIt’s been too long since I have seenThings Ill Never Share3 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A familiar face inside my dreams
Covered bodies, constant blurs
Voices echo into slurs
All I see are eyes that stare
There’s bloodshed in my nightmares
And, although I never try to be
The killer ends up being me
I awake and never feel at rest
Sleepless nights weighed down by stress
That instinct lives within my thoughts
A sickness, a virus that never stops
It seems I’ve lead myself to think
I need a smoke or maybe a drink
An outlet, but I must resist
Biting my nails or cutting my wrists
I will always fight this urge to kill
I can remain calm and tranquil
Its only human to have this d
Rich Man's Boxes (re-drafted)The stench is hard to misperceive,Rich Man's Boxes (re-drafted)2 days ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And so he masks it with his sleeve.
Unearthing his hidden treasure,
Drags it home at his own leisure.
By day he buries for those in black.
We watch from our trees, holding back.
He marks the box-holes with a cross,
Leaving our worms and upturned moss.
By nightfall he comes, with his spade,
Takes the still ones, his common raid,
Returns the box where it began,
O, Strange and indecisive man!
Ah! What a life it is to live.
Though morbid as it seems;
These bountiful wooden boxes
Are born of rich man’s dreams.
I bury them for the mourners,
Read from their book of lies.
But little do these mourners know,
I, Dracula: Transformation into the Lord of ShadowBy the Order of The Dragon I was knightedI, Dracula: Transformation into the Lord of Shadow6 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To defend Wallachia and faithfully support
His holiness Pope Pius II’s crusade to thwart
The Turks who left Constantinople blighted
Crescent moons marked that land as benighted
Many prayed for the fall of the Ottoman Court
I never possessed a tongue for such a resort
Battle was the only psalm I wished recited
The Sultan’s claim of sovereignty I would refute
Treating his demands and envoys with disrespect
Turbans nailed to their heads had the desired effect
Of showing I held Mehmed’s authority in disrepute
Denying him the men and gold he took as tribute
The riches of Wall
The Starry MeadowGazed too long into the mirrorThe Starry Meadow1 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Saw a goblin garbed in black
Saw the talons quickly reaching
Heard the victim’s voice beseeching
Heard the Devil laughing, screeching
As he leapt to the attack
Cackling, capering and prancing
Other demons joined the dancing
And they set to the entrancing
Of the prey they long had tracked
Then a voice I’d long ne’er heeded
Whispered softly, “Follow me”
And I broke from the tormenting
From the monsters unrelenting
From my sepulcher’s cementing
Did I find the strength to flee
And I heard the night wind blowing
Under stars serenely glowing
And dread Charon ceased his rowin
Spilt MilkYou, I, Me, WeSpilt Milk5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Us, Ourselves, Destiny
Him, Her, He, Who?
You already have the clue
Green, White, Red, Blue
Care to try the witch’s stew?
Fallen bodies on the floor
Hurry up or you’ll be too late
Detective, inspector- you know who
The accusations you’ve heard are true
The spectators tonight are few
Now you’ve arrived just on cue
I’ve carved their hearts in blood for you
Can you still say you love me too?
Slender Man:A Victims NotesHELP MESlender Man:A Victims Notes10 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I just want to get out of here alive and free.
My heart aches,my fear grows.
ALWAYS WATCHING,NO EYES
He's looking forward to my demise.
DON'T LOOK OR IT TAKES YOU
What did i get myself into?
I hear static....I'm a goner...I'm done.
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
Terrified,I scream in woe.
LEAVE ME ALONE
....I'm dead...my being unknown.
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Joke of the NightJoke of the nightJoke of the Night11 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All to their homes
The moon rises
and darkness takes its form
Listen now to the nights lies
No sound in the small pond
Yet under it the darkness hunts
The moon rises for so long
Listening the shadows sing their song
You will hear the night calling for you
Singing its lies
Ignore its call is what you must do
If you answer you’re destined to die
If you look to the window you’ll see
As the darkness consumes
souls that wanted to be free
Souls that are now doomed
All to their homes
The night is singing its lies
Tales of fun and rum
Hide the dagger that takes away life
The streets fill with black smoke
The dragons hunt their prey
Obeying the Night’s twisted joke
Amd flying to the skies spreading the Night’s hate
The Night laughs maniacally
Seeing its prey fall to the abyss
It stares through the windows of the homes of the lucky
It looks at the fallen and delivers its final kiss
Hide from its kiss
Its kiss is a poison
Made from the flowers bliss
Towers Tock Chapter 1 Chapter OneTowers Tock Chapter 11 day ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When Towers Tock
The Devil's Watch was well known,
Causing fear when it's ivory face shone.
But then one day it disappeared from sight,
And instead the people began to fight,
Killing with hatred and with guilt,
And from this towers of bodies were built.
The sky turned grey in result,
And buildings crumbled from the jolt.
Things grew worse as time went on;
All signs of happiness simply gone.
Bodies fell, gurgling in mud.
Dirt turned scarlet, the color of sinning blood.
No place was truly as safe as it seems,
And the smoking smolder blocked the sun's beams.
Hell had erupted from the core of the planet,
And no one k