Infernum
Melted reds in blacks agonizing,
walking over ardent stones
cracking the putrid bones.
Styx blackened, sulfur rising.
Deep the choir praise their lord
smelling yellows in aeternum
chained the pitiful horde
swift broken wings; infernum.
Two lovers stitched together
bouncing ad libitum painfully
roughly, bleeding profusely,
hurting pleasure lasts forever.
Metal claws open the soulless pit
wine and meat regurgitation
ad fundum; sour wine and meat
Sinful feasts that craves starvation.
Bis Dat Qui Cito Dat
blade in hand, a life away
stole a life never riquiescat
fiends whip will find his way.
Hear the soul screaming mute
faunus playing the thorn flute
to whom wished what not belong
burning hands all death long.
Bleeding tongue of the wrecked
who chose to sell his salvation
in rotten sauce dipping the bread
traitor the center of abomination.
Raging souls wander... aching
perpetual punishment, perdition
darkest dungeon dwelling
of the eternal conviction.
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Poems from the Tower (WP Official Pocket Poetry List)
PoetryI used to write poetry a long time ago. Poems from the Tower is compendium of dreams of love, sorrow and despair. Fantasy and reality converge in these verses to create this collection of poetry, in my attempt to purge away some feelings.
