Poems of a sadistic nature.

[DeceptivelyDelicious]

Yue-nii-sama told me I should post these on the guild but I am not to sure. Kind of shy about and it sorry if they are kind of sadistic.


My dearest heart of impurity,
The coldest soul of insanity.
Wrap the darkest tendrils around your legs,
So even the smallest amount of light begs.
Tears forever streaming down your face,
I will be there to watch your pitiful disgrace.
Clawing at the icey cold,
Watching, waiting for your soul to fold.
Falling deeper in my hands,
Following every one of my commands.
So let your dearest heart of impurity,
Fall down to the coldest pits of my insanity.

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We are lust and desire,
The passionate fire.
The hatred of many,
Who fall to their knees.
The wish for our kiss,
Forever longing shall miss.
Falling deep with a yearning,
Their hearts forever burning.
Simply a poison heart,
But they knew it from the start.
Let their deaths be benign,
They no longer have any time.
Hearts trapped in this darkness,
Twisted and cut with the sharpness.
They die from lust and desire,
The loss of the passionate fire.


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Twist and twine,
your heart is mine.
I'll cut it out and eat it whole,
Leaving nothing but your broken soul.
Scream for my arms in your sleep,
Let me know I have cut you deep.
Cry and beg for my mercy tonight,
So I might watch your eyes dart in fright.
Call the names of those you think will save you,
There is nothing they can do.
Broken eyes and broken soul,
Now you are shattered, no longer whole.
So twist and twine,
Your sad little heart is now forever mine.  

[Kadaveret]

wow....i need a pizza...nah but seriously you shouldn hesitate about posting them. some people like to read poems even if they are a bit strange. it's only a matter of time until someone else would have posted something like this anyway. i like these poems by the way. you are good at it.  

[DeceptivelyDelicious]

redface I have written poems for a long time... Just wondering why no one has written anymore on here >w>  

[Zephynoir]

I've been told I write sonnets well, I just don't post them. So, technically, I'm at least one other person on here that does them, I just don't post them... sweatdrop  

[Kadaveret]

i think of alot of stuff i should have written down. i just dont like writing...  

[Zephynoir]

I love to write~

When my lalptop died, I threw a fit. 198 pages into a novel....And it effing crapped out.  

[Kadaveret]

i like to take pictures. i have about 10 gigabytes of photographs in my comp. i need an external hardrvie incase my comp would crash  

[DeceptivelyDelicious]

I am a visualist so I think it would be a mix of both photography and writing. I can give people the mental images ^^ <3 Just not posting them on guild. They make me giggle.  

[Zephynoir]

-pulls out humongo stack of Sonnets and story ideas- Ah, that's where my soppace-saver went. And here's the real stuff... -pulls out a pile of paper so huge it would make tree-huggers cry forever- And there's my real stuff~  

[DeceptivelyDelicious]

*gawks at Roro in shock* Woah there... o.o;  

[DeceptivelyDelicious]

(Ok, newer, nicer poem. >_>)

Dreaming


I wonder what a dream feels like, not having any of my own.
Is it nice, is it pleasent, or does it make you scream and moan.
I don't know how it feels to dream, those sweet and candylike things.
Just out of plain curiousity, I wonder what a dream brings.

Does it bring upon a day of happiness, of giddyness, a laugh, a smile?
Does it make you want to live each day, does it make the time worthwhile.
I've been told it makes the world go round, the happy feeling that it shares.
Like a beautiful tree popping up, it's limbs offering the fruit it bears.

If for one night I could have such a dream, would it be with you?
If for one time I have such a dream, would it be just us two.
Just frollicing, giggling, dancing through the night?
Would we want to spread our wings, and engage in a joyful flight.

But each night I have is not shared with a dream.
But a nightmare cruelly ended with a scream.
I wake in the morning, cold and alone.
For there is no one beside me to make my dreams come home.