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Defeating the king
Contributed by
richard
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Friday, 31st October 2003 @ 02:54:46 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I walked across the ground littered with bones,
They crunched beneath my feet,
Snapping, cracking, breaking.
I strode between iles of my enemies,
Impaled on spikes, writhing in thier agony and screaming out for help,
And I laughed!
Suddenly a path of marble appeared.
Its surface was coated in rivulets of blood,
Creating beautiful entrancing patterns on the pure white stone.
I bent down and scooped some up with my hands.
The blood ran down my bare arms,
Twisting and coiling as I drank the sweet, sweet blood.
And there before me stood the gates of hell,
Flames roaring up it's sides,
Flickering in the light of the deep dark sky.
Howling demons gibbered at me,
Threataning me with torture but I was not afraid.
And then the king of Hell appeared.
Head and shoulders taller than me, I still faced him without fear.
My voice called up to his horned head,
"Lord of Lords, I challenge you!"
The darkm lord laughed his terrible laugh
Flame belched from his mouth and his whip cracked the air.
"What is your challenge and gamble, mortal?!"
"I challenge you to a drink of blood"
I replied to the mightiest of kings.
"I declare before your servants that I can best you blood for blood,
Pint for pint and your thirst will be quenched before mine!
As to the reward, I will claim hell as my own,
And your heart will be my sustenance."
The king of hell laughed again.
"Agreed, mortal. But should you fail your soul will be sundered,
Cast into an eternity of pain and suffering."
So saying he produced to skulls from beneath his robe of fire,
The drinking vessels of our match,
And the contest began.
He lifted and downed,
I lifted and downed,
And still the contest went on.
The king looked down at me in wonder as I drank and drank,
The sweet, sweet taste of fresh humans blood refreshing my throat,
Pleasing my mind.
For I took my blood from the living,
While he had to take from the dead.
I laughed when the lord set down his skull with a sigh,
"No more, my thirst is quenched,
You have conqured."
His demons laughed with me and together we formed around the beaten king.
Reaching forth my hand, I plucked out his heart.
Black and rotten,
It looked to be the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
I drew out my knife and savoured piece after quivvering piece,
Feasting on the heart of the lord and tasting eternity.
I slit his wrists and the pure blood of the king washed down the perfect meal.
Demons came forth and drew designs upon my chest,
And finally I was free from hunger and thirst.
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richard
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Re: Defeating the king
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by emystar on
Friday, 31st October 2003 @ 03:07:23 AM AEST
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Very well written.
It certainly fits hallaween.
I'm sure there are some out there that understand it a bit better than I.
I jus don't get into this sort of writing but I read it and it's very well writien.
peace, joy, luv,
emy |
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Re: Defeating the king
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by Cobalt on
Friday, 31st October 2003 @ 09:56:19 AM AEST
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| Very interesting one and well written though I thought it was going to go somewhat differently. I think the words bloodlust come to mind though. At least for me. |
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Re: Defeating the king
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by brokenheartedfool on
Friday, 31st October 2003 @ 08:51:34 PM AEST
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| well worded. Very creative. I liked it alot. |
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Re: Defeating the king
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by bobotheclown on
Saturday, 1st November 2003 @ 04:58:09 PM AEST
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I agree with you, but i *****in loved this AND you killed satan whats not to like? lol A great very descriptive poem.
Bobo (Joel) |
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