#lycanthrope
Once more I'll be your lycanthrope
dripping blood from fang and claw
we'll scourge the night and the dark
breaking supernatural law
No one the wiser still
by day we'll hide and plan
taking our pride and thrills
killing as we can
The pack roving streets and roads
a trek of monthly needs
yes it's ol hallow's eve
tonight we hunt, we feed
No guilt upon our souls
even though, it's unnatural
preying feeding at the moon
unstated sins
in bloom
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
A silken rope of phrases
ailuranthrope blood tasted
Sweet salt of the earth
The dark minded misanthrope
lycanthrope with ****** noise
could always be worse
Now i'm just a broken rope
of the wagon, on the boat
been sinking since birth
I want to forsake this curse
travel through time on this earth
longing loving mirth
A haiku trapped in mundane
A perfect body
I lust for your gorgeous brain
Surround me with your splendor
help the broken see
and find a way to mend her
This world it may betray us
and you may find you hate it
but it could be worse
Broken bones on dusty throne
lone failure and cheap cologne
I can see the hearse
Passing through, heart still with you
Now I'm done, let us review
Empathy in you
Did you know you were my worth?
The meaning of my rebirth
no greater on earth
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
How is in the house
Drama, fearsome now, and a gift?
Sordid we knew, the count of thou
Simple reach and prosper, with an eye to lift...
Here, seldom...
The deeds we fated in the shadows
Have a quiet keep, of what hope will love...
The rue and the risk, of vanity that a silence avowed?
Share, sakes...
The pout we made, for avidity to bloom
Security to fare, the court a decision makes...?
Has the silence for a hero, that is the future to groom...
Clarity, sense...
Has us by the toe, like a fruit...
Of simplicity to step forward and make amends
That seem to be ours, to worth and reveal to you, a tongue mute?
Savagery, sides...
Regret for a friend found in the times, a wish
We shall reason, is a recreation of soulless pride...
We deceived from a poignancy, with a kiss...
Now, is in the none
Achingly, our sincerity is a fashion of prodigy
Where in a thought, all of a tout to see the sanity of since all along
Took and never mistook, for a phantom of privilege, we mean...
Sep 7, 2023
Sep 7, 2023 at 4:53 PM UTC
Your heart has turned dark
Your eyes blinks a spark
Your breath almost stinks
The awful smell of your skin
Makes my head spin
This momentary night
As the sky is beamed alight
The moon shining over you
Sprinkling the magical dew
You climb on the peak
To embrace what you seek
I've grown too weak
With no energy to speak
My powers, I've lost
This kind of death is the worst
But you, trying to revive me
To how I was, I again can be
The approach of midnight
I'm holding on tight
My breathe fading slowly
Around none, I'm lonely
A vigorous howling cry
My throat has gone dry
I felt dragged under the moon
The magical dew showered soon
On my body which was torn
And a new me, was born...
©sim
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 12:02 AM UTC