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AD Letwixt Oct 2018
Enter forest green and black
wherein treetops shade pathways leading back
the wind malevolent grins with mirthful eyes
a playful ill-will as cats before their mice.

It is not the fear of bitter cold
nor of darkness stories old
it is something moving in these aged trees
that brings shivers down to-- What trav'lers these?

Who walk with downcast eyes below the hidden sky
and bowing step forth unto demise.

When moon does show it's drowsy eye
and once red is blue as the night
what lurks between boughs of green and gold
has blackened heart from lies once told
saunters 'fore the wooden place
where young men end their race.

What trav'lers these who call before the fight
They- with no weapon- shout with might
To live and die in mighty storm
and one day take on heaven's form

The feared one raises head and claws
perching soundless to cause their painful fall
"Let me hear your ending call, that god or devil
may not forsake you all."

"We have no gods nor demons, no angels nor devils for us to call
for we are men of faithless earthly hall
who come to bear the earthly yoke
of life short lived and death's unrighteous stroke;"

"we walk to death and nothing after
as is custom of those with little faith
hear our cry oh merciful wraith
that we might pass under your yellow eye
as those who live and ask nought but time from life
that we may eat and drink our fill of what might be had
and drunken die before mad-ness take
and for other lives and worlds we save our fate
and we praise heavens and gods contrived in faithful tirade!"

Scrutinizing these travelers with delicate stare
the wraith had never seen such men that would enter the forest lair
With a laugh he let them pass
gods be with them and send them fast.

This last humor bore them along
to lands and drinks where their song is still sung
and the lives they lived were none too long.
Amor Fati
Morgan Mercury Sep 2013
Is this the end or is this just the start?
With a demon's red velvet hands wrapped around my throat
It leaves me a ghostly white.
I prayed every night but never heard anything in return.
If there really is a god he'll have to beg for my forgiveness
because I dug my own tunnel and crafted my own sword.
I saved myself from playing anymore of these wicked games.
Tonight you'll hear me cry and I won't pray for nothing.
I reach high to where my dreams are I imagine the light of day and to be saved.
I'm followed by shadows and swallowed up by the blackness behind,
wasting time watching stars collide.
But I swear one day I will be strong enough to raise waters and push through the mountains.
One day when I grow taller, taller than god.
But right now I'm standing in shallow water dreaming of the stars
thinking of the history books I'll be in when I escape these cell walls and finally breathe the earth once again.

I have breathed these dusty walls and cried to many nights.
Blue night, blue moon in the sky
one day I'll see you from a different view
once I escape my imprisoned doom.
I understand my security but I am no longer soulless
so you no longer have the right to treat me like I'm less.
I'll break these walls and break my fist
I know who I am and where I stand.
My weary mind and my heavy soul and a broken heart
will see the face of god and still not believe.
For what is heaven
It must be what holding a lover feels like,
but I know no lover that can live past the flames of hell.

What are, what are these walls made of flames doing?
I'm pure again and deserve a free sentence.
I deserve light.
I deserve to believe in something other than the normal.
I can believe in myself.
I can be my own god.
Hope is not dead,
so I've read.
Supernatural
Sam Winchester
aye Sep 2018
we're all lined up waiting for our turn.
tickets in our hands for our hearts that never learn.
for heaven has locked us out, cursed us on this hell.
to fall for these demons to whom, our souls, we sell.
- a girl who thinks men are trash
(c) ayesha. h [2o18]
Jack L Martin Sep 2018
Mirror, Mirror
what do I see?
My demon staring
back at me!

That very same demon
that gives me fright
in early day coffee
and every night!

The demon is handsome
with devilish smile
Sad, they don't know
that this demon is vile!

There's times that he buries
himself deep inside
But, when he comes out
there's nowhere to hide!

The demon is tricky
at every turn
disguised as an angel;
ready to burn!

Fantastic achievement!
You're doing great!
The demon said, "Nope!"
then pooped on my plate!

You're doing much better!
Keep up the good work!
The demon says, "Whatever!"
Man! He's such a ****!

When I tried to fight him;
my body would ache.
I've finally learned
that that's a mistake!

I made a decision
to let my heart mend
and welcome the demon
in as a friend!

You can sit quietly;
don't ring my bell
because if you do
I'LL SEND YOU TO HELL!
Yogi Devi Pada Sep 2018
There is an Angel that changed my life,
She teached me not to fight,
And I've dropped everything I've had for her,
Eventually giving her my soul.

But as a demon as I am,
I've put my ego in front and lost her,
Now I'm crying from the depth of  my soul,
Knowing that there is nothing to do more.

I prayed to God to give you all,
Even though its painfull to know,
That another man have you by his side,
That was the best things I've could decide.

I cry so much in the depth of my heart,
Knowing we both went on separate path,
I want everything to finish now,
The pain is too much, to death I bow.

But if I do that, who will be there to pray for you more?
Atleast this is a reason I can live for.
Amanda Sep 2018
Angels fall in painful silence
Feathers fall in slow descent
The downy rain with no pretense
Coats the earth in a soft blanket
Like snow it falls.
Crimson stains the downy surface.
First the white now the red.
Blood it falls as war goes on.
Light against dark, good against evil,
Right against wrong.
Where is the line between the two?
What is light and dark?
No visible difference to discern
Both believe they are in the right
But to their origin they return.
There is no black or white, good or evil,
Right or wrong
There is only nature, it’s a double edged sword
Dangerous on both sides.
You cannot destroy one without destroying the other.
Balance is lost, pain is red
But who are they to say what to feel?
Death closes in on ebony wings
Angel of sorrow, Angel of fear, oh
Angel of death. I welcome your
Embrace. I long to escape the war
Infested world drowned in sorrow and blood.
Death is the only release.
I lie here dying, dying but unable to die.
What is this? This curse of immortality?
I long for a mortal life, a mortal death.
Fate it seems is cruel too in its nature
For I will watch many fall before I do.
Angels fall and demons reign
Death upon death.
Pain upon pain.
Just surrender
To give into death. They have won
Demons reign supreme
Many fear what this will mean
Head my words, take my advice,
To surrender is pointless,
To die is meaningless,
To live is to suffer.
I don't know what inspired this one, to be honest. I wrote it when I was 15 and bored in class. Take from it what you will.
Demonatachick Sep 2018
Never believe that you are anything less than my forever.
...... Hiya guys just a short piece hope everyone's happy and having a good time :)
Enzo Sep 2018
lyrical vices spewed out from mouths of rubber
strung together with tongues of knives
you spit fire and death all around
breaking hearts and taking lives,
a woman of pure evil
and like deals with the devil
I offer both youth and future
use me as you please, break me as I am,
my dear demon queen
i once had a queen tho
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
I hallowed your name
Adored you
With every breath
That escaped
from my lips
In the dawning glow
That reflected
On your burnished skin
As well as
in my paradisaic dreams
And cherished thoughts
Every day
Carefully aligned
The chords of my heart
To the sonorous melodies
That resonated
Somewhere from your core
Weaved an intimately
vital connection
From my soul
For my existence
With my trembling hands
Tirelessly knelt before
Your sparkling facade
Never once looked
Past its exquisite splendour
Asked nothing from you
Except for your undying affection
But all you did
Was bequeath me
An undying fear and suspicion
When you recklessly
And loconically
Made me realise
That i was
Relentlessly worshipping
A heartless demon
Instead of a deity
For such a dangerously
Long duration
With all of my strength
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