Undead Poets Society

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Drakan » Dec 14th, 2010, 11:04

Also, I have no idea how those devil smilies got there, so just ignore them. :?
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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Dec 14th, 2010, 19:45

Fascinating vision of odious omens my man. I particularly admire your expansion of simple wording in conjunction with rhythm. It allows a diverse array to be spoken within a concise format. Contrasted with my own tounge, I have a natural affiliation towards obscure writing, encompassing subtle terminology to weave a vivid tale. However, it often gives spawn to quick and darting illustrations, with little scope for intricate elaborations perhaps. I prefer to send the bullet home on a point, rather than continually inflate one region which may castrate the entirity. By writing too much wheir few words can capture the essence.

I wonder if I am capable of writing an extensive odyssey.

For now.. Avert ye eyes kiddies :P

Frenetic Blooms

Feel my tounge entice your whole,
seeking every crevace of supple flesh.

Explore the fruit of sacred groves,
gently pervade the passionate night.

Hark the howls of intoxicating binds,
the velvet plains beckon a groom.

Our spirits shall dance an emerald duet,
imbued by the grace of a luminous glow.

Hear us roar with ecstatic delight,
as our crimson lips unite!

Oh tragic flesh, you restless hog!
How you crave like a gluttonous fool.

My seed shall flood your earthern womb,
birth the glint of gentle shrouts.

Never depart my eternal half!
Lest I die a grievous fool.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Drakan » Dec 20th, 2010, 16:00

OK, wow... I've pondered and attempted illustrating sexuality like this before but could never achieve satisfaction, no pun intended. XD But this... I do not believe I could write it better myself, but I shall damn well try! What we have here is a precise and yet affectionate weaving of the bondage of love coupled hand in hand with sexual coupling. Quite simply, it's beautiful and filled with a deep appreciation for sex.

I also thank you for your response in regards of my own latest poem. I can see you did indeed enjoy a good read and understanding out of it, yet I wonder if you pondered that mayhaps I had... hmmm... how to put it. Overdid it...? Hmm... looking back at it now it may be possible for at least part of the first paragraph. But then, I often find when writing that I feel this need to place myself as far from mere simplicity as possible, while studying what I wrote in an attempt to be sure that it can, at least to SOME degree, be understood by my peers. But, giving thought to that, in order to feel right about showcasing what one creates, you must be completely satisfied with it first so as to feel unphased by any negative feedback whilst being open to contructive critisism in ideas for improvement.

But then, looking back at what I just said, maybe simplicity isn't always a bad thing. Mayhaps I should read some more poems to inspire a few ideas for now. For now, I'm at a stand still on the tounge. But not permenantly.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Umnir » Dec 21st, 2010, 13:58

He screamed no words
But stayed calm
With blank face
Yet they felt his fury
That raged inside
LOL HI!

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Drakan » Dec 21st, 2010, 14:59

That reminds me of how my Dad used to show his anger. He recalled how people found it even scarier than a man who becomes loud and vocal.

*nods in approval*
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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Dec 21st, 2010, 16:05

Silent sleeping cataclysm, eminating from the penetrating gaze of iron sockets. Accompanied by low and coarse voice wheir permitted, otherwise a somber face with teeth shut. Natural stance of my own.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Dec 22nd, 2010, 16:15

Ladies and Gentlemen, ghouls and gals, frenetic wankers and harlequin tools. I present a small odyssey I willed to be.

Unrelenting Insolence

Sleepy clouds lie in unison,
on a fading horizon of lotus blooms.
Through the decrepid silouette of
doppelganger veins, I sight the torquoise
skirt of the inquistive Magpie.

It's sonorous cackle complements its entrepid
flight. Whisped the labyrinth of the intricate
avian hive. Where sanguine chirps of tender
young feather, pierce the impure winds of
this industrious illusion.

The ancestral bliss returns by a chorus of gayly
chirps, prolificating the purity of our cherished
mother earth. Can you hear the vehemence of
the glistening azure stream?

Cast abound the sublime ocean of Gaia's sacred hair.
Bound by no shackle, the vehement pion grovels
in its futility to taim. Artisan of exacebrated
gluttony, it knows naught what is required but
ruthlessly desired.

To feed the hollow crevace of its ravhished stolen soul.
Eyes averted down, descending towards the grotto of the flesh.
Locked in the labyrinth of the acrid smoke screens.
Cursed by the veil of the tangible curtain.

Dispel the pearls of wisdom, grovel for your lifeless trinket.
Watch as it leeches the morseled fragments
of a dormant, pale heart.

Avert your eyes from the qualms of the land.
Seeth in ecstacy at your paltry responsiblity.
Never to mirror your thoughts against the silver
cord of conscience.

Where'd your mind dissipitate to?
Clutched in the claw of the omnipetant conjurer
of thoughts. Dissolute to slavish subservience, under
the gaze of the authorative dispenser of murky notes.

Hear the echoing gurgles of your sedated
divine whole, reveberate meticolously
roaring down the eternal arcane peaks.

Raging to peel of this odious, surreal tomb.
In the heart of darkness, glimpsing the
tide of forelorn despair, all truths glow
brighter than a thousand weeping lanterns.

As the defaint radiant flames fade into
the ominous gateway between nocturnal and
day, I sight the gangreous jungles of Man,
echoing ceaselessly throughout the corridors
of rebellious thought.

Can you hear the innocent willow weep?

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Sep 8th, 2011, 23:36

After an extended hiatus of writing, tweaking then dicking about transmuting to digital format I present a fresh range of creative ecstacy! Our first presentation shall delve into the forgotten realm of romantic erotica! Avert your eyes if the dance of courtship sickens your soul!

Match this danny boy! :D

Serene Serendipity

What is the brooding delicacy within the pearl
Of your apple, which enkindles my lustres with
The most tempestuous of shackles. Ye eloquent
Swan, glistening in Gaia’s shroud of sacred
beauty. Known naught to the external lens
of erroneous thought, but dancing to the tune of the
Inner emerald.

The Temple of I, impervious to the whips of
Discordant shrieks, yet only when
The oaken doors remain at breadth
To the soliloquy sage. The marbled plateau
Must be maintained, offered to the reins of
The sleeping seer.

Your orchard cherries, supple at the touch of my alluring
branch, blushing with abundance and of nibbling delight.
Plump to the bounty of ripened clementines, your elusive nectar
Unveiled by the caressing palm and adventurous tongue.

Glistening sweat ensues in the descent to your
Luxurious curves. The acres of your arched
Plateau, emblems a gate to the virilant orchard.
A valley of self-rejuvenating waters, of
Untimely vitality, flowing from the
Spore of fecundate soil.

Truly I am graced by the scent of your earthen womb!
As our souls merge by the palpitations
Of frenetic flesh.

Compressions along the etched
myriads of our oval domes, bind the cords
of emerald bonds to the unwavering mountain
of eternal loyalty.

Clasp our palms in a unifying duet, as I seal
Our souls with this amorous plunge.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Sep 10th, 2011, 16:49

I'm particularly proud of this one as the words flowed eloquently with few instances of writer's block, I thought it best to end at the last paragraph otherwise it may drag on needlessly hindering it's mystic touch.

Lupine on the Hunt

I am the stalker of elusive elks
Hear my howl cascade down the serenic valley walls
I prance with daring paws across the pristine
Plateau of velvet blankets galore.
Hear not the morsel of a thumper as I prowl
As one, fusing with the ebony of the infinite ether.

A dissolute shadow fading amongst the whispering
Willows, enamoured with the stealth of the
Alluding puma. Transversing the scope of
Unparalled plains, bathed in the aura of the
Luminous ovum.

To who remains unscathed by my virulent paw
And incisive paw. The marauding caribou flee
With the toxin of urgency, unmet by the
Moose’s rapturous brunt, overlooking uncharted
Midst’s perched along the mountain’s edge.

Scooping undulated peripheries as the omnipotent sprites of
The leonus mantle, bleed with the permanence
Of a flirtatious kiss, the nebulae of life fading
Amidst the azure heavens.

An odious shrill heralds the dawn of a promising hunt,
The pack saunters forth, pulses enraptured by the
Vehemence of an unruly lust. The staunch pleasures of preceding
Meat drunkenness, usher infantine paws from diligent
Vigilance to torpulent bounds.

Hasten past the effluvium of gangrenous adrenaline
To couple the furrow of razor fangs, with the alluring
Scent of pristine necks.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Jan 2nd, 2012, 14:39

It shall now be my pleasure to present to Posty, the rest of my poetry written thus far, take note the written word is my form of self expression and arises through essence, not through a deliberate effort, but spontaneously appearing from the realm of imagination. I shall share daily.

Maligant Ecstasy

Can you hear? The croak of murder
Piercing the nocturnal silence.
A daring flight, ghastly frights,
Wine strewn across the paltry marble floor.

To whom delights in the passion of fiends?
With the vice to play the devil’s cortege.
You to shall witness the villain’s
Subtle intent, unfold before a
Herd of stupefying minds.

Seek not the opium, which suffocates
The feeble mind, into that
Lethal delirium of wilful blindness,
That ravished draught so incessantly
Violated beyond distinction to the
Docile mind.

Ignorance, the municipal deity of
Cowardice and vanity, a reckless charger
To surmount the unparalleled beauty of
Lady truth.

That barbaric blade with ardour thrust,
Whose demonic seed seeks to flood the sanctity
Of an exuberant pink corset, whose
Barbed tentacles would dare attempt
To sterilize a pristine flower into a
Monstrous baphomet.

As one souls stumbles into the maniacal
Maws of an untimely and forlorn
Demise, a momentous egress, swallowed
By an encapsulating abyss, prudent
Wrinkles permeate across an epidemic
Of feeble flesh.

With an egress from this cascading terra
Comes an Equivocal ingress, to maintain
The harmonious scales between life and death.

Permitting the looming scythe of murderous
Pendulums and sedative lullabies, to witness
The solstice of dawning seeds. Birthed
Before an arcanum of ceaseless consciousness.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Jan 3rd, 2012, 21:32

Yay more subtle romance.

Soul Gaze

I see you again, gazing into my luminous pearls,
Dare to unite the yearning maw?
Reveal the velvet of crimson shores
Free the beast of reverent passions.

Across serene lilies, a vast crystal pools
I glimpse the fruit of fertile groves.
Amidst a supple valley which bore no
Thorns, an orchard cherry bequeaths at source.

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Jan 17th, 2012, 23:24

Hurrah! I have now remembered to upload.

Hollow Void

Another hazy dawn for the glum countenance
To muse upon, drifting between melancholic
Voids and purgatorial dismay. An obsidian
Injection into the archiect’s dome,
Plunging the mind into a cacophony
Of sorrow.

Riddled by the decadence of a lost
Generation, lost among trivialities of
Material existence, psyches throttled by the
Stench of effluvium.

When will the solitary sauntering cease?

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Re: Undead Poets Society

Post by Krypto » Feb 26th, 2012, 16:10

Oh dear I've let this slip considerably!

The Daemon’s Callous

The count looks upon with a malignant edifice,
Lips gnarled in appeasement to the charred
Entrails of mortal flesh, scattered across
Outer courtyards of a once violated
And solitary domain.

Nevermore will the vagabond sip the elusive
Serenity encapsulating lullaby years,
Stained with the malicious pleasures brooding
The furrows of a sinister countenance.

Another victim carved to a hollow cadaver,
A tantamount folly to quell the masquerade
Beast. The ligaments of desecration writhe
With a paralysing stench, drenched in
The ceremonial harvesting of blood,
Foreign to the ghastly flesh.

Would you dare to rupture the nocturnal reaper’s
Sadistic delights?

While the unruly insurgents hath been cast back
To the abysmal collective farms from
Whence they emerged, his domain now lies
Forever robbed of the pristine immunity
Resonating from the velvet garment of
Secrecy.

Surely they are willing to suffer the sacrifice of
Flesh and bone, in a chivalrous dare to cease my
Violent excapades.

Let the dogs coil through their harrowed
Efforts, tenacity easily ruptures as a
Volatile tumour throttling rare morsels of courage
Arousing the feeble mortal, from its selfish
Existence, comprising the hearth across
Vast plains, a cancer crippling the species
Dignity.

That glorious glow sought merely by a few, its
Radiant lustre evoked in so rare an aeon,
The nemesis of bondage yet man as well,
When shall the peons grasp emancipation
Of the flesh?

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