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Stark Oct 2018
Thousands poured into the Great Hall
Waiting
In this haunted, empty room
For something to happen

Nobody sat upon the throne
But order still remained
Maybe it was in the fear
That left them silenced

The throne was industrious
All blunt, sharp lines
Of cold, heartless steel
Fogging up as the peoples’ breaths brushed it

No heat in this desolate hall
Only people’s nervous, frantic heartbeats
Echoed through the room
Marking their place as prey

Footsteps followed
Each step
A quick, sudden staccato
Steady with every beat

The people spun around
Looking for the one that approached them
But there was
No one

Anxiety wrecked through the large hall
Rebounding off of the delicate stone arches
Sailing across the cracked, concrete floor
Filling everyone’s bodies with dread

The footsteps stopped
And their leader materialized onto his cold throne
His gaze held no emotion as he crossed his legs, staring at his people--
Who returned his glare with downturned lids

He bore a crown of silver
Glittering with the madness
Atop a thick forest of black hair
That you could get lost in

His eyes were a dark stormy blue
Appraising his guests
His people
That lay scattered across the hall

A slender frame
Overshadowed by a black velvet cape
And a white collared shirt
Pure of the injuries that he had wronged others

Form fitting grey pants slung tightly over his hips
Along with a matte hand pistol
Further accentuated by his knee high leather boots
That shined with the sweat of a thousand shoe polishers

He was their dictator
They were his people
With a snap
They rose to meet his commands

Without him, they were nothing

He called for disease
Infection spread rampant
the sick fell at his feet

He called for war
The clanging of swords broke out
And wet, hot blood began to coat the slick ground

He called for famine
Hunger gnawed away at the empty, acidic stomachs of the starved
Many fell, glazed eyes betraying their desire for food

He called for death
And suddenly the survivors fell
Only a hundred of the thousand had been left
To die at his feet

The hall was empty of all souls
But one
His

He commanded all that his people could give
And left with nothing to bear
But a single throne
Of cold steel
And an bare skyscraper
With a single, Great Hall
Pyrrha Jul 2018
Be happy they say
As if its a command, a switch, a lever
So simple to them
They do not see
How intangible it is for us

The ones who refuse to pretend
To lie to ourselves
To lie to everyone

Be happy they say,
Be happy
fs yousaf Jun 2018
I wonder if you ever look back
and see what you created.
You tore me down,
made to barely have any life,
and expected me
to follow your every command.
You knew I was developing,
and made it a mission
for me to develop to your liking.

Since our splitting,
I have sprung into all four seasons,
not even a feather weighing
against me.
I have been smiling larger,
and thinking of ways
I can extend my life,
instead of ending it prematurely.

You're still out there,
and I hope you are well,
but I carry no sympathy
for a person who once
attempted to take advantage of me.
For a person who once took full advantage of a vulnerable mind.
Kivanc Jun 2018
our
water is entering to our lung,
our tongue sourish, we are drunk.
our souls shape due to command,
killing follows after cause one want.
why your heart rejects beating,
and pitifulness watching us all the night?
Dakota J Dawson Mar 2018
I'm alone
Compute feelings
Issue believe

Program the subconscious
Command action and entry
Rinse, repeat

Qwerty is my name
Hurt the game
Spell love
Sammie Aug 2017
You said it was best for both if I were gone
So your first wish just became my final command!
No matter how much the heart felt alone
It was still under the spell of your love wand
You said you were bad for me multiple time
Not ready to accept this weird looking fact
My heart still wants you to be just mine
Because it still believes in love and it's stupid pact
I promise to not to cry or feel sad
Even after you are gone and I am left
I promise to never to miss you n look bad
Because see stealing my heart was not a theft
Just stay happy that "WE" ever happened
Because for once we were perfect together
Promise me to never hate me or feel saddened
Drifting away with the wind, I'd be gone, just like a tiny feather
Your body shows the path that leads to insanity
Your smile tells why my heart belongs to you
Every single kiss
Every single touch
On your body
Awakens a volcano in me
Your ***** on my chest
My hands holding your **** cheek and thigh
“Go a little bit faster”
You whisper
I surrender to your voice
You control me with that voice
I follow your command
I’m a slave to your body
It speaks a language I can understand
Walk with me if you dare,
keep up with me if you can.
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