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Bloodlust

The dusty sun glows down on the coarse desert skin
Reflecting the bodies of blood ridden corpses
Scattered, dismembered, disregarded
Layers of grime and the bittersweet stained sand brushed away
By an invisible wind
As the malicious spirit takes its rise.
It remains dazed
Hulking body and girth lurching dangerously
As the killing intent radiates off its being
Eyes focus and sharpen
A wicked grin settled onto its ugly face.
How easy would it be?
To exact the first malevolent revenge
Onto the contemptible race of mankind
To which the jinn had been made to punish
When a creature of that inferior heredity
Lay mere feet away.
It shifted its corpulent hooves
Impatient to enact the bloodshed
Which its rebirth had blossomed
The demon’s elephantine head rose with pride
Onyx horns tucking forward slightly
It charged the lone man
A thick feral cry retched from deep within its throat
Victory in its eyes, smirk on the deformed face,
Bloodlust flowing from every pore of his paranormal soul.
A single hand raised
Cupping one precious talisman -
One precious ring
In it’s possession a single jewel connected to an antique golden band
A supernatural radiance shinning, blinding
As the jinn’s world spun for the second time
An anguished wail escaped
Cutting through the unnatural breeze
As its personage was slowly erased from this world of the insignificant
His wail morphed into fading growl
Once again caught by the Seal of Solomon
To serve out its eternity sentence
For the one who forced it’s conjure
The one who made him lust
For the unimaginable wounds and tears of flesh
For delicious taste of carnality
For a drink of the sweet nectar running through his veins
Had added another phantom to his celestial army
Enslaving
The Ring of Aandaleeb
Keeping it hungering
For sweet dark red tears of skin
The vengefulness remaining in his never beating expanse
Forever.

Author notes

Promptness
Afreet: In Arabic lore, the vengeful spirit of a murdered person which arises from the victim's shed blood.

This was fun to write, even if I did actually have to look stuff up. I'm pretty sure nothing's misspelled, and all the bibliocal references are right, unless the sources I went to were faulty. But I would find that odd considering I saw the same stuff at more then once.

I denno if this was where you wanted me to go with this[for contest] but i like the final copy.

For clarification

the first "tear" is the present tense of tore. "wounds and tears"

The second "tear" as in crying. "dark red tears "

Just in case that confused anyone

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Grand Theft Autumn
[or 'where is your boy tonight'
by Fall Out Boy that song rocks btw]

By Dak

For the Bring It All contest

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A contest entry

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Comments

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  • Dark Otter
    February 16, 2008

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    What imagery

    I didn't think I was out of my league until I read this poem. The vision is incredible. I wish it was mine. Good luck in the contest.


  • N e a r
    February 3, 2008

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    Whoa, this is some intense imagery to begin with. The beginning was vivid, and it caught up to me. The whole poem was marvelous, and In enjoyed the read.
    Thanks for entering. Good luck.

  • Nighttime angel
    January 13, 2008

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    you did a great job on this poem. the author's notes helped me a lot with this making sense. you did a great job.

    good luck in the contest.

    kat


  • Simply Simple
    January 13, 2008

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    Wow... Just wow. Thanks for adding the author notes. Helped to make sense of everything. I am very impressed that you took the time to research. Wow... I feel like I should say more but I can't think of anything. This is amazing!


    • Dak
      January 13, 2008
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      Thank you for your kind words
      I thought the clarification would help, and I'm glad it did~


  • vampire of thought
    January 11, 2008
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    wow, you did very well, your words enthralled me.

    I definitely learned more about Afreet.

    (I had a wonderfully long comment, but my computer went hay-wire, and erased it, bloody piece of banana peel!)

    I love your twist on it, and how you took it and made your own...wonderfully written!

    Thanks for the entry, and good luck!

    ~VoT

    • Dak
      January 11, 2008
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      hehe, any comment, wonderfully long or otherwise, is always appreciated. I'm glad you liked, thanks for taking the time to leave some words

  • vampire of thought
    January 9, 2008

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    Afreet: In Arabic lore, the vengeful spirit of a murdered person which arises from the victim's shed blood.


    bon apetit!

    ~VoT

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