{"sf1_id":257973,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Poetry of Power","author":"Draconis_Nocturnae","words":1002,"posted_at":"2011-06-12T04:30:00.000Z","tags":["Angel","Anger","Dark","Demon","Female","Hate","Love","Male","Pain","Rage","Revenge","dangerous"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/257973-poetry-of-power","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/257973","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=257973\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"My Poems of Power:\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nRevenge Template:\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nRevenge is Sweet\n\nRevenge is Bitter\n\nRevenge is Dark\n\nBut still so Bleak...\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Sight of it-\n\nA Corpse rotted away by Centuries of Hatred and Decay.\n\nCannot stand to see it; don't you Dare look away\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Sound of it-\n\nThe Unholy Screech of Death, but Dark, Desirable Promises Whisper to your Soul; telling you to Yearn for it evermore.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Everlasting Taste of it-\n\nSweet Decaying Death, Chewing the Dreadful Roses of Vengeful Satisfaction. Nourishing your twisted and warps Soul through the tounge ripped away.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Touch of it-\n\nA Salty, Swaying ocean, washing you away, feeding your Rage and the evergrowing neediness and desire to fulfill your Dark Purpose.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe Smell of it-\n\nA Snake's skin on fire,\n\nYour heart and soul burning and Dark\n\nSmoke that chokes you.\n\nSmoke that veils your eyes from the truth.\n\nIt warms your nose\n\nIt warns your mind\n\nIt consumes your whole being.\n\nThus I say; Revenge is a dish best Served Cold.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nREVENGE:\n\n\u0026nbsp; Revenge is Sweet  \nRevenge is Bitter  \nRevenge is Dark  \nBut still so Bleak  \n  \nA Corpse Rotted away by centuries of Hatred and Decay.... Your eyes burn at the sight of this and you can't stand to see it, but you don't dare look away from it.  \n  \nRevenge is Sweet...  \n  \nThe Unholy screech of Death pierces your ears and bleeds them Sweetly, but Dark, Desirable Promises whisper to your Soul; telling you to Yearn for it Evermore...  \n  \nRevenge is Bitter...  \n  \nSweet, Decaying Death stays on your breath from the first sensation of the Taste. Chewing the Dreadful Roses of Vengeful Satisfaction, Nourishing your twisted, Warped Soul through the tongue, Ripped away by it...  \n  \nRevenge is Dark...  \n  \nA Salty Swaying Ocean, Washing you away, piece by piece, feeding your Rage and you feel the touch of the Evergrowing Neediness and Desire to fulfill your Dark Purpose...  \n  \nBut still so Bleak...  \n  \nRolling Tears of Dark Thunder cry your Rivers of Blood and Satisfaction with the Exhilaration of the kill.  \n  \nIt Burns your nose like a Snake's bite, with Fire coursing through you, reaching your lungs and putrefying them, corrupting your organs until nothing remains. It is a Smoke that Chokes you, but feeds you. It is the Smoke that veils your Eyes from the Truth...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It Calls to you like a Mother to her Child. Like a Demon, it is deceptive, when it grabs you, it will never let go until you are One with the Dust once more...  \n\"Embrace The Power: Kiss The Darkness, My Love\" it will whisper to you.  \nResist its call if you are ever to survive.  \n  \nIt wants your Soul  \nIt wants your Mind  \nIt kills you from the first thought of it.  \nIt Consumes you from the very Start of it  \nAnd by Its Fateful End, you are lost Forevermore.  \n  \nRevenge is Sweet  \nRevenge is Bitter  \nRevenge is Dark  \nBut still so Bleak  \n  \nThus the dish of Revenge is best served Cold...  \n  \n  \n  \nThe Dragons on Tear Drops:  \n  \nIn this World  \nHe has a Choice...  \nThe Tears are Falling  \nHe has a Choice...  \nBe One with the Stars  \nHe had a Choice...  \nor Fall to Fire  \nHis Choice was Made...  \nHis Tears are Near  \nHe is a Dragon...  \nHis Tears of Fear  \nFalling... Falling... Crying and Falling...  \nThe Dragons... They Fear him...  \nThey are all Scorching his Soul and his Deeds...  \nIn this Time  \nHe made a Choice...  \nThe Tears are Falling  \nHe gave his Life...  \nFalling Fast, Falling Far, Falling 'till the end is near  \nHis Time is Near...  \nAs his last breath his Fear Draws near  \nHis Choice was Sealed... They Whisper to Him.  \nHis Last Breath is here.  \n\"My Choice is Made here.  \nI See Dragons... All of Them.  \nDragons on Tear Drops.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nThe Whispers In The Dark:  \n  \nHere the Whispers...  \nI am Here  \nOf the Dark...  \nBeside you, as your Love  \nIn the Dark...  \nI will Protect you  \nNear the Light...  \nas my Own  \nHow can you be Sure..  \nHow time can Turn  \nThat all will win well...  \nWe will Know  \nWhen the Time Comes...  \nI'm Still here  \nHear my...  \nRun.  \nWhispers...  \nRun!  \nIn the...  \nRUN!  \nDark...  \nWe are all Doomed...  \nWe are All going to Die...  \n  \n  \n  \nFEAR:  \n  \nFear can Save you...  \nhelp me  \nFear can Warp you...  \nI will Kill you!  \nFear will Kill you...  \nHelp!  \nYou can't Run...  \nGod, Help Me  \nYou can't Hide...  \nSave me!  \nYou must face me...  \nStop!  \nOr you must Die...  \nRemove your Masque Stranger!  \nStop Stalking yourself...  \nOh my God!  \nHello...  \nIt's me!  \nYour Inner Fear...  \nOh, my God!  \nIs Waiting for you...  \nI am here for you...  \nI always was...  \nalways am...  \nwill be...  \nwatching....  \nyour move of Fear...  \n  \n  \nAngel of Darkness.  \n  \nHe is the One of the Dark...  \nWhy am I here?  \nHis wings; he's human...  \nI am NOT the Angel!  \nBut he's not...  \nWho am I now?  \nHail the Angel...  \nI am not the Angel!  \nOf Darkness...  \nMy power grows.  \nHis Light is here...  \nI have Light!  \nHow can it be...  \nAnd I am Dark.  \nTwo evils coexist...  \nI am the Angel.  \nTogether in chaotic harmony...  \nBut I am not the Dark One.  \nFight...  \nOr Death...\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMurder in her Eyes.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI looked into her Eyes.\n\nThose Black Deep Abyss...\n\nShe was Hurt\n\nSo far Betrayed...\n\nShe Hated me\n\nToo far Gone...\n\nI got closer\n\nAnd I Loved her...\n\n\"Kiss me\" I had said.\n\nAnd we Kissed like Never Before...\n\nHatred and Death had Stalked her...\n\nUntil she had Become no more...\n\nShe pulled away Slowly from me.\n\nAnd I Knew I would Die...\n\nShe raised her Ax and brought it Down...\n\nBut Die... I did Not...\n\nThe Ax had Pierced her own Body\n\nA Fool Pair of Deadly Aces were we...\n\nTo Believe in Love of Enemies...\n\nSo much Blood\n\nToo much...\n\nI Kissed her one last Time.\n\nSaying Goodbye...\n\nThen I Joined her...\n\nThe Worlds are at Peace at Last...\n\n  \n  \n\n"}