"deos" poems
Terhe are all dnifereft kdins of wlords out trehe,
Weethhr you tihnk it eixst or it deos not
Tehre are all dferfiet knids of wdorls you bnoleg,
Whteher tehy tinhk it esixt or it deos not
Yro'ue atuclaly rdenaig tihs peom in a drefenfit wrlod you dind't kenw eetsxid.
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
We, these wing'd
Wicked things
Filth and fiends
Fearless and free
Terrors that soar
Waking you
From fevered
Dreams
Mayhem
On a whim
Fugitive as
The wind
Christened
In sin
Do you truly
Know your
Wolves within?
We are you
The madness
That lurks
Within your
Deepest animal
Mind; begging
To be free
Aug 28, 2023
Aug 28, 2023 at 1:37 PM UTC
Rusty axe in hand, cold air on the face
Holding down with a single damp hand
Recoiled in place
Slammed down with a thud and a crack
Another in rapid succession
And then another still in a dark progression
Pain racks the mind, disgust sights the eyes
The twilight moon covered by clouds
Refusing to witness what has transpired
Mind dulled, and heart torn
Eyes front, recoil once more
With a final throw a shatter rings out
The land convulses, the wind cries out
Something beautiful is thrown throughout
It was a cold dark night when it came to pass
That from out of the dark and into the light
I shattered my soul to keep you alight
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 3:20 PM UTC