May the day be as pretty as your smile...
May the sunset be as beautiful as your soul...
And may the night be as dark as your every desire...
~Michael~
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 11:48 PM UTC
~Feed Me~
Ox blood red runs down your perfect thighs
in a hell storm of leather.
My tongue following close behind
in a flowing trail of excitement.
Stiletto heels kiss the ground
to take ownership of where you stand.
Returning back to those pretty red satin *******
only to lose myself in your essence.
My tongue straining through the fabric as to tease.
On my knees before you, I can live forever,
thrive, feast on your love.
Your wetness is my pleasure, it's all about you,
your beauty and your mind.
***** blond locks brushing bronze peaks,
in a dance of passion.
The thoughts in your mind are dirtier
than the color of your hair.
you tremble at my touch, eyes meeting in lust,
my hand finding the
joy between your legs, soaked, throbbing, wanting.
I lightly brush my finger across the satin. your **** hard,
engorged, seeking my tongue.
Kissing you behind your knees
and licking up the back of your thigh,
biting and slapping your ***
before spinning you around on your come
**** me heels. Reluctantly removing the silky
red barrier between myself
and heaven, still on my knees
I grab both cheeks of your pretty ***
and pull you into my mouth, my tongue deep...so deep.
I feel your thighs
tremble, knees weaken, lips of velvet quiver and glisten.
That's my girl, let it go baby...
your *** cheeks clench, your rose she throbs,
thrusting into my mouth, convulsing, shaking violently,
your warmth flowing
into my mouth like the river wild....
I look up at your angelic Halo of wrath
and the now devious smile upon your pretty lips as you whisper.....
.......again....
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 9:10 PM UTC
~My Angel~
Once again I write through the tears,
you're five years gone and it seems like
yesterday we kissed...
I step into our room every night,
our haven, lit only by the soft glow of candlelight.
your perfume lingers from the mist I leave in the
air every morning...
Every three days I replace the red roses and baby's
breath on your nightstand.
We would make love here for hours, laugh and live.
now I sit alone, the tears never end, the thoughts are
vivid and enjoyable followed by a smile....
and more tears. I contemplate joining you, the pain
unbearable unlike any other pain imaginable.
I can't work I cant eat I can't sleep until the
physical exhaustion overpowers me into shutting down.
I miss you so much...
I don't know what to do, it was always just you and me.
I miss the way you smiled at me, the way you kissed me,
I miss your soft voice that always soothed me no matter
what the day had brought...
We confided in each other, we knew each other, we
loved each other without condition without bells and
whistles...
I wake in the night feeling the softness of your wings
brush my skin... grasping your side of the bed,
only to realize yet another wishful dream of what was
has taunted me....the tears come again.
What I would give to hold you again, feel your
love and warmth against me.
to kiss you one last time...
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 8:12 PM UTC
The capillaries in your eyes begin to burst
your face turning purple is quenching my thirst
the veins in your head are starving for blood
your gurgling saliva comes in a flood...
I remove the ligature from around your neck
smiling coyly void of repent
I leave you a string of beautiful pearls
from your ******* to your ***** a mess unfurled...
I am the nightmare you had as a child
I'm the thing under your bed nasty and vile
I lived in your closet and haunted your mind
twenty years later and I've made you mine...
I break your fingers...one at a time
I ****** into you deeper the feeling sublime
your screaming enhancing my ******** bliss
I give you heartfelt passionate kiss...
I read you your horoscope for this day
it reads stay home... keep demons away
lucky for me you came out to play
I picked you up like a cute little stray...
I will drop you off at the door to your home
you will never again walk the streets alone
****** broken, crying and beat
you will forever remember this day of defeat...
Don't forget to check under your bed
it just may be me to **** with your head
look in your closet, look deep and you'll find
I will forever reside in your terrified mind...
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 8:05 PM UTC
Welcome to my basement
there are plenty of things, toys and tools
play me a song of dismal fools...
You are welcome, but can never leave
I need your parts for the puppets I weave...
It's a place of madness, messes and mayhem
as my machine sews limbs into marionettes...
Dead bodies galore, that I shall resurrect,
as i work diligently to delicately intersect.
drilling holes and threading string
"creep" plays in my mind as I violently sing...
Replacing your eyes with the brightest of blue
wiring your mouth to move on cue.
mechanical hinges and formaldehyde a plenty,
you'll love your new look as will many...
My workshop my joy, my happy place,
except for the stench a horrid disgrace.
look at the walls and all the pretty puppets
lined up in a row like the famed Henson Muppets...
A vast collection of blondes and brunettes
redheads not allowed they're crazy at best.
don't mind the blood it congeals so fast
unlike your beauty it's essence won't last...
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
You Isabella...
you are my disease, what festers deep inside my thoughts.
if I were to release you from your chains, my mind would run rampant.
you are mine for eternity, I can not allow you the pleasure of another soul.
you will continue to eat with the rats and dine on the cats...
Your torture is my haven, my ********* sickens you, your *** my elixir.
when I put the bar between your legs, and crank so slowly your wetness
my joy, your slice of life my pie...
Your ***** is my God...
To be worshiped by day and eaten at night, devoured like the scores before you.
there is no hell. hell is your common grave, you've yet to visit.
take my **** between your swollen pink lips, take it all leave not a trace.
I shall instill within you a Demon child with a nameless face,
and I will **** your mind, to another place...
Demon qualities live in us all, but only a few return Satan's call.
you're beautiful long brunette hair and gullible goodness is why you are here.
I'm sick, tormented. evil and twisted...a heartless monster.
I am the raw truth of your nightmares...
I will love you forever in my own way, you are not a prisoner but in your mind.
it is a ***** such as yourself that may someday free me of my Demonic being.
but in the mean time, I shall kiss you between your thighs making you ***
and drink from your hive...
You wicked ***** you stink of filth, your matted mane I can not bare
my love for you, you dare not share,
your dark brown eyes will be my demise, above your hatred you shall rise.
take me now deep inside, for my *** will turn the tide...
You are not a slave of love, but the guest of a mastermind shunned from above.
you are not my toy, but a precious womb, a cradle of sorts for my young.
you'll be the heroine that goes unsung...
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:24 AM UTC
~Just for a Moment~
There she stands in the doorway again,
her beautiful silhouette highlighted against dim moonbeams.
like I've seen her look so many times before.
her ******* as hard as stone visible through the sheer magnificently beautiful
Victoria's secret silk teddy...
"Come to me my love It's Valentines day"
she came to me, slowly, methodically, gliding across the floor like the Greek Goddess
of love, even Aphrodite herself should be so beautiful...
"Sit besides me on the bed"
she took my hand, and I pulled her lovingly on the bed, "you've been a bad girl my queen, looking all **** for me" I kissed the corner of her pretty mouth and stood her besides me.
I bent her over my knee and watched the teddy raise up hey back, I massaged her
lower back and slid my fingers underneath the lace of her pretty *******
I proceeded to grab a handful of heaven and tenderly squeezed...
And then to my excitement they appeared again...those beautiful white wings,
the same softness I lose myself in after our love making.
I slapped her *** and slapped it again, she began to whimper and I slapped it again, her whimpering making me stir in all the right places...my heart falling into the abyssal pit of my stomach.
I reached between her thighs and under her ******* and lost a finger deep inside her beauty. she moaned and pushed against my hand.
I reluctantly removed my finger and tasted her essence.
why do I do this to myself I thought.
I stood her before me and rose off the bed...our lips meeting and our tongues dancing a deep, slow dance into lost oblivion. our eyes met and as always
her beautiful green eyes with tangents of gold melted me where I stood...
I felt my legs tremble...
I stood her at the side of her bed and gently bent her over pushing her head into the quilt,
she gasped...knowing what was to come.
I dropped to my knees and spread her *** cheeks to delve into her beautiful warmth
kissing her outer lips and driving my tongue deep inside her.
I grabbed her hips and spun her around, ******* slowly and then feverishly on her swollen clit...I could no longer hear her whimpering over the throbbing heart beat in my ears...
I spun her around again, and returned my tongue home, a home I adored.
then it came, she pushed back into my mouth hard, and came in my mouth,
Oh my...I love when she does that...
With her head back into the quilt I stood behind her, my **** in hand and rubbed it up and down the most beautiful ***** I have ever seen..
I teased her entrance with the head of my **** just a bit...and eased into her feeling her stretch and accommodate my thickness.
I was ******* her slow and deep, just as she likes, feeling her meeting my thrusts was so hot I thought for sure I was on fire..
Our rhythm increased as well as my pulse...I wanted this feeling to last forever...and I unleashed storm of *** inside my beautiful girl...so deep, it will still be leaking into her pretty ******* tomorrow.
her gorgeous wings, swept back against my skin,
and then...just for a moment....I thought I saw God....
(c) Michael Gagain/Black Reign
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
i
I speak my mind in rhyme;
Disintegrating evil on obsidian wings
hell bent Raven no longer sings...
Vaporizing hate, sin and greed
Devil's invasion fills our need...
ii
Raven responds in prose;
I am but a messenger, deliverer of terror, a dismal speck in a sea
of wrong doers. you all have created me with your deeds of
hatred. I am but an innocent bird that was born to sing of
love, freedom and hope.
I was chosen by evil itself, and now you destroy me with
your words, your interaction of good.
iii
I speak my mind in rhyme a second time;
You shall return back to the dust which you came
spreading your words of dread in the Devils name
you'll no longer bask in Satan's game...
iiii
Ravens last prose before his demise;
One day you'll see, it's not me, you're all doomed
I simply deliver what is asked of me. a hired hand if you will.
a deal made long ago with the shadows. the lurking darkness
for which i was drawn. in hindsight i shall never of landed in
the hand of evil, but.....
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
Darkness falls upon Octobers eve
I walk in the shadows of madness, my mind dragging behind me
in the congealed pools of blood, I can't move my arms but to rock them back and forth.
A nocturnal beast clawing at insects like an infectious disease,
wading through the corpses, stumbling on rodent gnawed bones,
"creep" playing over and over in my head where my mind once resided like a broken record player.
Bumping my head into liquid walls, hugging myself and giggling,
"where have all the trees gone"
Thick wire enforced glass plates. peering eyes playing peek-a-boo
like a boxer dancing the ring with no arms,
I just saw my brain fly by with Angel wing attached, the devil himself
in pursuit holding a pitchfork.
I see a purple worm coming up through the cement floor,
he's wearing a sign..it reads "eat me I'm what's for dinner"
Buckles digging into my back like alien fingers retrieving samples
of madness gathered into a little vile marked madness.
a black widow spider hanging in the ceiling corner snickering...
"you're next"
I see Ted Bundy. he's leaned up in the corner, Bald. his head fried to a crisp, **** Electric chairs.
"What Ted? no...it's my worm"
~Singing~
I could whittle away the hours...stop and smell the flowers...if I only had a brain...
Blood drops drip one at a time onto my cheek...from where?
I have no arms...no mirror..where does it come from?
I remember the sound of a high speed drill and the stench of burning bone like at a dentist office.
My god...a lobotomy, they have taken my mind...little do they know...it's been gone a long time...
as a matter of fact...it's flying around here somewhere being chased by the devil....
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 1:20 AM UTC
Our children go to school everyday
they come home crying
but they won't say...
Emotional abuse her way comes
beaten and broken
converted to crumbs...
Sitting alone in her bed at night
reliving the day
and her terrible plight...
Getting dads razor to ease the pain
it helps but a moment
there's nothing to gain...
Next morning comes with a tear in her eye
all over again
and asking God why...
A quick bus ride to obsidian hell
never to learn
entombed in a shell...
Will it stop, are they better than you?
do they return home
crying and blue...
Do they wear sleeves to cover their scars?
or play video games
and play on monkey bars?
It's not fair, I've done nothing wrong
I try to stay strong
but it doesn't last long...
I want to go to heaven right now
I don't want to be here
I'm a miserable sow...
The razor i use is now dull from my pain
I need something stronger
to lay open my vein...
Mom and Dad, I love you so
I can't take anymore
I really must go...
Give my Brother a hug and a kiss
I can't stop crying
you all I will miss...
Sincerely;
your loving Daughter...
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC