A nice first post for a newbie member... I don't think this was really a good time to register since my exams are coming closer and closer
but i wanted to finally publish some poems I made
Bloodlust of a lycanthrope
When the moon will rise
And hunger calls
I start hunting as soon as night falls
Blood and pain is on your path
I kill those who enter my way
And make tonight their last day
The wolf’s curse in my vains
Howling is what the moon gains
Fest I will when you’re dead
When the blood is dripping from your head
Trapped shapeshifter
A changing body in the night
But only on a day with moonlight
All it wants is flesh to feed
Never shall he be freed
All his hope shattered in pieces
He shall only do what the devil pleases
See what I became
See what I became
I’ve thrown my soul away
Look who is to blame
Just to go another way
See what I’ve lost
Killing my dear beloved one
The moon will earn the most
All those I knew are now gone
See what I did
I’ve sold everything I ever lived with…
If you see any fault on English writing or so please make me attend to it
my mother language is dutch...
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Very nice poetry!
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tnx, but my poem doesn't get much replys
anyway, here are some more
Before the first moon
I saw him searching for meat
He followed me, I heard it breath
My only thought was to run away
But he bit my before the new day
I feel the moonlight burning through my skin
The beast is waiting within
Control is what I’ve lost, but power I earn
I’m going to kill, hunting for blood is what I have to learn
Blood and gore
I’m the yellow eyes in the shadow
I know you won’t flee
To run from a wolf you are too slow
Just another prey is what I see
This hunting night is perfect, it doesn’t even rain
Look at the power I gain
I jump out this steam
You will hear me roar
On this last night you will scream
All this in the great blood and gore
I will break your head
Your organs I eat above your dead
This dark night is mine
Your hearth I rip out
Your blood on the ground forms a line
The dead is calling out loud
Their ready to drag you into their land
Where there is no water nor sand
I will fest in blood and gore
While I want to hunt some more
Howling to the moon
The werewolves will attack us soon
personally, i think Blood and gore is the best i've write
I got some more poems waiting here...
Last edited by lycangon (2009-05-22 15:26:57)
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Those are really good poems
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nice man nice
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^^ i like em. ^^
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nice i wish i could write poetry like that 2 test on it
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I love your poems! Your very good:)
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