He lingered silently 'round many a grave
be it saint or priest or ghastly knave
hooded in black and crimson cloak
from between his lips boils blackish smoke
fingers gnarled and flesh decayed
vengence he seeks or so they say
putrid soul a maggots feast
once a man replaced by beast
He rides forth on ebony steed
filled with anger lust and greed
saber twisting in the air
curses spoken without care
eyes like fire penetrating heat
teeth like razors to tear the meat
ripping flesh from off the bone
cracking skulls with heavy stone
feasting on the rancid dead
a grisly means of being fed
until he has sated the beast within
he cracks the lid and eats again
search he does for the corpse of one
she broke his heart and it was done
he took his life after he took hers
he had to find where she was interred
she been lain in an unmarked plot
her flesh he needed lest it rot
stripped to the bone by those that squirm
maggot.. beatle.. and hungry worm
he thought that this would help him win
to calm the savage beast within
He knew not..no one would tell
he was in fact living in hell
tormented was he both night and day
the lead actor in a macabre play
his was of course the only role
playing out inside his soul
there'll be no bows nor grand applause
you see in hell...no curtain calls



[edit on 26-5-2009 by Greenize] title change

[edit on 26-5-2009 by Greenize]

Let me say, to date this is my favorite piece I think...gruesome as it is...I am not sure why, but there you have it. I kind of wish that I had started a macabre poetry thread in collab writing forum, could have been interesting!

I am planning a part two to this piece, her story so to speak...right now I have to get dinner done!

here is the flip side..what had become of her...

Adorned in raiment white as snow
walking down the streets of gold
not a worry nor a care
no remembrance of who sent her there
No recall of the final blow
the kiss of death that left her cold
Surrounded by love and heavenly light
eyes beholding wonderful sights
Crystal clear streams and waterfalls
beautifully structured marble walls
Lovely melodies fill the air
songs of angels voices fair
loved ones missed now found again
happy reunions women and men
home at last no more to roam
he sent her to her Heavenly Home

Very nice, I enjoyed your use of imagery! Well written and rhymed!

I did start a macabre poetry thread in collab writing..if you like this, please feel free to go and post a poem!!!

Bravo!!!

Wonderful idea you have as well! Perhaps I'll be brave...

Thanks so much for sharing your talents with us!

Upon rereading this, it has come to me that this reminds me of someone that I know! Hmmmm

Wow... That was an amazing piece!

I was completely immersed into this morbid character. You have a wonderful talent, can't wait to read more of these.

Applause!

Fire and brimstone day and night
his rage continues at his plight
scream and curse trapped in this den
satan now his only friend


I came in and reread this and this verse came to me...thought I would add it!