Enter my twisted world
Where the fire lights the sky
And the dead may rise once again
A silver stream of molten metal
Flowing between dreams of purest faith
They wait within the darkness
Rendered flesh with a bleeding face
I wait between the malice of the sin stained
Who know the final distance of life
Come my lonely stranger
With blood so tainted you feel nothing
Come unto me my children
With a bloody rage you scream
Follow the twisted ways of the wandering
Leading a long road they fall behind
"Come, come, come for me" they chant
A burning star that begins to dim
Bowed heads in a dusty church
Whispering waters that wash away your reason
Author notes
First poem in a series of 3. Got any ideas?
Written February 17th, 2006
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Sounds like a fun world to live in. It was a well written poem. Good job
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I loved the words in this poem. I loved the feeling it all gave off. Well, keep writing! P.S. Love your list of things to do before you die...lol! - SNAP
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Wow. The whole concept was unbelievably well put within the twisted and durranged words you used. Everything flowed together with a jagged tone that totally fit the mood. Awesome job. *huggles*
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This is one that might take me awhile to figure out (especially since I'm reading it while sleep deprived) but I can tell that it's message is one worth figuring out
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*shudders* WiCkEd AwEsOmE poem Schmitty!!!!! This is what I like to read from ya!!! A deep, dark, sick, twisted poem!!! lmao! But this was great!! Good Job Stephy!!!!!!!
I knew only your mind could come up with something this macabre!!! (and to think my mom called MY macabre!!
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♥ Luv Ya!!! ♥
PyRo FrEaK
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Hey this is damned good for this genre of the macabre! I am not usually drawn to this type, but certainly can appreciate it as I am a fan of certain dark, and "twisted" luster. Very well done and I shall ttyl-- until then best wishes of course.
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