Ask not for whom the bell,
Within the crimson clock, upon the mantle tolls...
It's bellowing gongs,
Are fated only to slither into YOUR ears,
Death shall enslave you,
Though he shall not sail your soul,
Twixt the shores of the roiling styx,
But he will become your purpose,
Killing will sustain you,
And pain,
Will become synonymous, with your very image....
For, all there is, infernal,
Within this opaque, unhallowed realm,
Will be blamed upon you,
On the inside, looking out,
You will rend the very flesh from your fingertips,
As you scratch at the walls of this morbid, theatrical prison...
A grotesque pile,
Miles long,
Of writhing cadavers,
Headless victims of a twisted necromancy,
Eternal in their agony,
Headless, and still screaming in horror...
As the tendons they've left snap,
With an audible whip crack,
The faces,
Nailed with crucifiction nails,
To the wall across the way,
Each and every one contorted in a manner akin to the devil's,
As the taste of the sodomites is bitter on his tongue....
This is your punishment,
Fair priest, for the facade you've held so long,
He who is in denial,
Before long,
Is a glutton, for the concequences it concieves...
Author notes
GROTESQUE, GLUTTON, CRIMSON, CONTORT, ENSLAVE, NECROMANCY, SLITHER, FACADE, CADAVER, INFERNAL, UNHALLOWED.
I would have used them all, but i would rather not risk seeming long winded... good word choices for this contest, thankyou for the opportunity to write for such a fun contest.
A contest entry
- Darkest of the Darklings by whipped rose.
390 points, ended May 16, 2007, 17 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Theres a feeling of archaic language here, it leads me to believe you are a reader of "classic" poetry. Probably some Keats or Poe on your bookshelf. I enjoyed the poem but I hardly feel that the title does it justice. I was expecting the usual onslaught of rythym-less words strewn together when I read the title, but something kept me moving further. Now I see a deep, and savage poem that has been penned even with the use of a word bank, something that I personally have never been able to do. Good work, and good luck.
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thankyou
Keats and poe are two of my main inspirations. I am absolutely enthralled by their works, and could spend days at a time contemplating a deeper meaning in each word either of them uses.... you might like my iece "Beauty in a black roses dew drop" ...it has some of the same vocabulary.. but it was done free of a wordbank...
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This is pretty good, "nailed with crucifiction Nails" great imagery. Its a bit long for my tastes but It works out well. Good luck ~peace
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ermm...
it doesn't have the rhythm your work usually has, but hey, nobody's perfect. interesting prompt.
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you mean...
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yeah...
exactly. >.<
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