We Evil Few

Thru damp and dark city bowels where missing children
Call and howl,
We chase the dream of one more score,
Not trusting fate to open doors;
A life of grime is ours to own where wicked deeds place
Kings on thrones,
The shining knife or blunted wood,
The tools that break the great and good;
No sun will see us evil men for darkness is our
One true friend,
It hides our acts of villainy,
Those things that even Gods don’t see;
For we are those you fear to meet down alleys black and
Dead end streets,
The cutthroats and the deadly few,
Who in the night may call on you;
So lock the windows bar the doors and softly tread
upon the floor,
We evil footpads are abroad,
The night is ours forever more.

Darkness

This started quite short, but then I wanted to try and turn it into a bit of a longer one. Not sure I’ve got all the imagery right, but I hope you like it.

Foul deeds occur
In darkened rooms where eyes
And ears are not allowed;
Hidden so from
Innocence and all that
Common men avow.

Where light denied
By shadowed walls will cause
The heart to fade and die;
Final thought of
Redemption sweet that life
In haste has soon gone by.

Remove thyself
From out the light for none
May save thy damaged soul;
Beneath the earth
In halls of dust forsook
By heavens angels all.

No more comfort
To be found for shadows
Now thy only cover;
The burning sun
Now turns it face away
As though a spurned lover.

And there within
This cell of night a man
Bent double cloaked in jet;
The glint of eyes
Of inner hell that speaks
To pain not tasted yet.

Call not for help
From passers by as you
Are long forsaken now;
Behold your fate
At gnarl-ed claw and so
To knee you make your bow.

No more the sun
Will dance on skin as you
Assume your place in hell;
In darkness deep
Where souls are lost you now
Forever are to dwell.

Lullaby

This started with the first line, and grew from there. It’s been a while, I hope you like it

I only know one lullaby,
It’s music dark and fierce.
Weaving pictures in the mind,
Showing truths so hard to find,
No more will eyes be ever blind,
This lullaby is sweet.

I only know one lullaby,
It’s words an evil tale.
Changing history as it’s writ,
Faking love, the fire it lit,
Finally a lie that fit,
This lullaby is cruel.

I only know one lullaby,
It’s rhythm hot and deep.
Tarnishing a once proud soul,
To shake the bones it’s only goal,
Finally you’ll learn your role,
This lullaby is harsh.

I only know one lullaby,
It’s sound will toll the end.
To rip the heart from out the chest,
Crushing hope at its behest,
And maybe that is for the best,
This lullaby is mine. 

Evil Queen

There she sits above us all,
Graceful on her poison throne.
To cast dispersions on our words,
Doubting all the songs she’s heard,
Before her I am left unnerved,
With no chance to atone.

There she rules the huddled mass,
Evil in her judging ways.
Her crown is made from ivy grown,
Her sceptre cast from single bone,
Her gown from wicked place unknown,
But dark throughout its days.

There the Queen of frightened land,
Holding all in iron law.
We common folk are kept in thrall,
Fearing what may come of all,
When finally she gives a call,
That lives be kept no more.

The wish to smash her royal rule,
Fires us, our very blood.
No more to cower ‘neath gaze,
We yearn for freedom in our days,
And so we march a rivers way,
To drown her in our flood.

Forbidden Dream

It has been a long time, but I have been lucky enough to work with another talented poet on a collaboration. This one went back and forth, a verse at a time, and we came up with the piece you see below. I hope you like it. Please visit Kat’s blog to read more of her work.

You hugged me in my dream last night,
Warm and protecting, it felt so right.
The night before I couldn’t meet your eyes,
You frowned at me, at my undignified cries.
My weaknesses in my awoken self show desperation for some admission,
Some form of written evidence to rid the numbing of rejection.

You fit my arms so well last night,
I held you so close, I held you so tight.
The night before I got lost in your eyes,
I did not want your protests, I wanted your sighs.
My assurances of your awaking self called delicately for desire,
A way to show you in my deeds that to your passion I aspire.

You softly spoke in my dream last night,
Your voice in my subconscious so consistent.
The night before I felt invisible,
You shrouded me from existence.
Do my words scare you to silence or do they boost your ego from their wanting?
Are you protecting me from your desires? Your ignorance feels so assaulting.

You responded to my words last night,
A sweetly kindled fire slow revealing.
I brought you forth from hiding shadows,
No more to stay in darkness all concealing.
Your craving need expressed with words but skin and flesh speaks message clearer.
The rising heat from untamed lust causes one response; I must be nearer.

You sent waves of electricity through my dream last night,
As your body blanketed mine.
Your imaginary skin glistening with beads of sweat,
As our limbs began to intertwine.
Must you keep on trespassing on my dreams like this and encourage an act so forbidding?
My mind confusing reality and fantasy, creating a bitter heart so unforgiving.

You sparked the charge of dancing fire last night,
As you gave your body to me.
You opened as a flower would bloom,
And showed in deeds what passion should be.
I know no other way of allowing this desire that we know cannot be granted.
So in our dreams I make my intentions clear, with reality supplanted.

You kissed my desperate lips with a purpose last night,
A bitter sweet lasting goodbye.
Many times we’ve rehearsed this scene before,
But this is the last time I want to cry.
You guided me out of the shadows, I can now feel the excruciating pain.
Of no more trying to hold onto a dream, your heart I can never selfishly retain.

You kissed me with your desperate lips last night,
But I also tasted your tears.
The final scene we endlessly live through,
A culmination of our fears.
You granted me a glimpse of heaven, of what we might have been,
But oh alas, this world must win, no more must we live our dream.

Secret Shame

My anonymous friend has sent me another poem they wish to put out to the world. You can tell by the subject matter, this is an extremely personal one, and they are very brave in being so honest in their words. I hope you like this one, and again, please offer all encouragements that you would for my work. Thank you.

My secret is your secret
I secrete at your obvious pleasure
The eyes from the moon watching us
In the woods at our limited leisure
Waiting for me to arrive in our private little love den
Nervously looking childish until you welcome me in
An awkward gap between us just a pigeon step away
I throw myself at you and so begins our play
Hands searching for places forbidden by society’s law
Lips sucking at naked skin, biting until sore
The flames born from Hell start scrabbling at our feet
Too distracted to stamp them out – into me you retreat
Flickering further and further heat rises from the lust
Avoiding getting burnt we move positions to adjust
Grasping scalding skin we hold on as if we’re dying
The only Being breathing for life is the Angel inside me crying
Your hand gripping my hair, another wrapped around my throat
Oxygen restricted as I begin to gently float
In a liquid of ecstasy and energy higher and higher I swiftly rise
The goodness that was once in me slowly begins its demise
Pressed together in luscious glue of sweat and dirty sin
We enter an immoral world of self indulgence from within
Bodies entwined like creeping ivy poisoning the mind
Eyes locked into each other’s selfish souls spellbound and love blind
Completely oblivious to the sounds and smells of the reality in which we lie
Almost at the pinnacle awaiting the orgasmic high
A simultaneous head rush dizzy from the height
We hold each other’s gazes in the coldness of the night
What felt like hours of our precious time has now melted away
And so we creep out with heads of shame and go out separate lost ways.

Instant High

Faithful readers,
A follower of mine wanted to post a poem. However, they felt it too personal, and too revealing, for their own blog so asked if they may use mine as a platform for their, frankly brilliant, words.
Please have a read of this one, and as you normally do, give all your support and encouragement. Any comments you care to leave I will pass onto the author. Please note, this is not MY piece, but all copyright statements etc. still stand. (Sorry to be a bit serious, but, you know, plagiarism isn’t cool). Thank you.

Instant high
Then an Instant down
The biggest grin
Then the anxious frown
An emotion that no one can take away
But the person who started it and gave it away
The pumping of blood, that instant hit
It’s incredible, the power in a few words, the heart is lit.
The electricity sent out, the ecstasy within
A rare connection between me and him.
But all of a sudden that link explodes into two
When there’s another nearby, not just him and you.
The shock waves reverberate from the mind to the soul
The reality bites back sending you back to the hole
Of anxiety and fear, of the love switching to another
So hard to not think about them, so hard to recover.
The evening goes by, the imagination expands
Is it her heart now in his hand?
Our little ways, our own memories we make
Are they creating better ones? Will ours smash and break?
The love they make, the moments they share
Showing each other in different ways they care
A kiss on the lips, a hug as they meet
Linking arms as they walk like a couple down the street
A stroke of her hair, a joke in his ear
A private moment no one can hear
But just the two of them in their own little bubble
In a booth now sharing a kiss and a cuddle.
The evening draws near to the end, now it’s night
They share more drinks whilst I’m falling from a great height
Imagining the content of the conversation going on
I’m gradually losing, knowing she’s won.
The night has ended, where do they go now?
Back to hers, what will she allow?
Lying naked together the passion has ignited
I feel like throwing up, I feel so frightened.
He’s lost deep inside her, forgotten about me
He’s looking deeply into her eyes,
What does he see?
A beautiful soul, an amazing creature
Sitting on top of him with her heavenly features
Slim, young and ripe, so perfect, so magic
She’s worth giving me up, this ending is so tragic
But inevitable as I’ve always predicted
How your love for me has now obviously shifted
To a good person who will make you happy and free
Of the guilt laid upon you when you were with me
And the fear and anxiety of me leaving you
Has now disappeared, and the memories will fade too.
Your life shall continue, more time you spend together
You and her, perhaps together forever?
Me and you?
It was always a never.

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