Fear of Darkness
Lost down a barren road
ditches and ready to erode
dim pale lightens my path
mist less fog engulfs like a wrath
in the distance pops up a castle
cliff it sits on looks so fragile
closer I get feel the darkness
lack of beauty demonstrates its starkness
looks so abandoned and secluded
wonder if the dog is included
moving closer that's no dog I see
it's massive wolf, it's getting scary
standing staring howling a loud
up towards the moon so proud
golden eyes fixed and piercing
drawn on me so very fiercely
looking to the moon as if to summon
large black bats all to common
they swoop and dive so erratic
the way they come together it is poetic
wings spread wide as they plunge
moving and dipping as they lunge
driving quickly to evade
moving around me like a brigade
a large loud thump on my car
the castle I saw is now not far
inching closer as if I'm forced
now I notice I'm on new course
large claws rip out the window
I guess I'm now off to limbo
My Monster
A monster at times I've been
continuously wishing that not be seen
biting the heads of those I feed
wishing I could ride off on my steed
my nature is to bark and growl
should rip my face off right from my jowls
life and pain cause so much anger
thoughts of suicide can be a danger
turning away to a darker side
causing my spirit to run and hide
I know I've hurt and caused pain
only have my self to blame
Fallen Season
Path through fallen leaves
reds, brown, golds we perceive
slow soft crunch as I walk
causes thoughts for season stalk
slipping slowly across the timber
crispness of the air causes me to linger
looking at tracks of natures socialite
from a distance a flash of white
turning and stumbling towards as to follow
looking above listening above, song from a swallow
moving closer, eyes widen in amazement
the Buck of my dreams stands in possible attainment
heart drumming in excitement
breathing starts to tighten
raising my bow as fingers curl the string
arrow fixed on this forest king
exhale last deep breath as I release
targeting on his golden fleece
emotions mixed, feeling as if I've been beat
sacrifice of life, so I can eat
Pink Gun
Yes it is what you see
your thoughts don't matter to me
its my choice on what I pack
works the same even in black
trigger pull and the weight
designed to help fly straight
stock is squared, barrel trued
pin is stiff, chamber smoothed
maybe ask why this I use
I'll explain without a bruise
there are reasons for what I do
It shouldn't matter at all to you
yes the color is a different hue
even if your not amused
my heart expands with every crack
feeling it tingle down my back
knowing this you should be able to guess
why the paint don't cause me stress
it's out of love and honor to carry
even if you wanna call me a fairy
to show support even without a ribbon
we should all back our women
they go to war and battle cancer
but they always seem to know the answer
helping the needy, nursing the sick
even when we are all dicks
mother our children, raise our hopes
never knowing all the ropes
now you know what you see
praise your mothers, daughters, sisters I plead
I can see your body numb
that is why I use a pink gun
Lolli pop
Fingers scramble to trace my shape
Hand covers as a drape
Finally fumbled as button popped
At last zipper has ultimately dropped
Peeling my cotton wrapper
gripping stick like a kidnapper
pressing hard against your lips
feeling you shiver from your hips
prompting a throb from soft touch
pressing past your sweet clutch
slithering tongue lashes at the base
feeling flush from my face
engulfing my crown with strong force
wanting to examine from the source
making way to milky center
taking it all as if your the inventor
mouth gripping even tighter
as I'm melting even brighter
inner filling releasing thickly
swallowing more ever so quickly
your crooked smile emerges bright
licking lips ever so slight
eyes twinkle as thoughts begin
when she'll have a lollipop again
deaths creed
Search the lands for souls to carry
Be you King, Gnome, Elf or Fairy
my Touch, my Breath or Stare
Your Spirit and Soul I will bare
as we Journey to Hellish Gates
Knights and Warrior wait from past dates
To serve the Dragon who awaits
Here your trail ends as you are bait
Fog of death thick and stale
Fire and Brimstone guide through all trail
I've taken lives of Ancients and Men
You never know when I'm around the bend
Thantos, Grim Reaper or Pale Death
All names spoken from ones breath
But all in all I'm the Angel of Death
Longing
legs spread wide, as her lust grows
libido lifting, fingers lingering
labia swelling as coolness blows
thighs widen, lavishly quivering
inching closer to where she knows
lurking between her velvety lips
head leaning further back
labouring to adjust her lovely hips
luscious thoughts of her being a snack
lapping and licking, causing a stir
lush dampness sparking a flame
lunging fingers causes her to blur
digging deeper will never tame
her aching loins begin to tingle
aching clit on verge of leaking
her mind and body begin to mingle
hands buried deep, started freaking
vigorous rubbing, fingers leading
back arching and head thrashing
convulsing pussy hardly fleeting
lubricated hands fully mashing
lustful loud moaning escape her lips
body fluttering, floating and leaping
lightly latching her finger tips
layers of orgasms keep on steeping
exploding, streaming, dripping lust
loud loving large moans command
squirting her liquid is a must
splashing and splattering as it lands
loosing her thoughts to trembling lines
lazily limping her fingers fall
spasms lighten up to her spin
curling up in a ball
lasting pleasure fills her mind
lazily laying in ladylike state
moistening fingers which she finds
sweet, salty licking her taste
longing to feel a lovers pleasure
Sentinel
Majestically standing perched above
Hazed over moonlight tries disbanding
Piercing eyes search the crawl of the night
Breath of breeze keeps everything slight
Quiet crackle in the distance
Causes sudden breath of resistance
Is it prey or is it foe
Shadows shimmer as they grow
Muscles tense, heart races
Peering through open spaces
gathering weapons near
Tightening my hold on my spear
Talons open if need to thrash
Preparing for bloody bath
Glimmer of light shows no enemy
Gulp of hunger lightly grows
As the stir of dinner moves below
Eyes move quickly as to fallow
Wings spread to prepare
Diving through the misty air
With one strong swoop through the night
Claws held open to it right
Grip they prey at last
Glide back up where I was last
Looking at what I need
With my prey I finally feed
Perched back up on my stand
Looking for who's next for me to brand
Change
We started as a seed and soil
Nurturing each other without been spoiled
We took from each other as we grew
Strengthening one another straight and true
Not storms or floods could tear us down
But the winds of change may brake us down
Sun lights attention changed our ways
You right and I left to catch the lost rays
Fearing our bond pulling us apart
Trying find way to start
Rain of attention are sent to you fully
As for me its dwindled royally
Axe of time will swing one day
Flames will burn us in every way
Coals grow cold lack of spark
Memories turn our ashes dark
Sounds of us begin to fade
As if we were never made
Power of us is slipping away
As winds of change pushed away
We were a mighty oak
Maybe it was all a hoax