HALL & OATES - "Out Of Touch"
Sunday, June 30, 2019
Graveyard Coffeehouse
One Bullet
The hordes have allied
They are outside
They surround
Hound
Mock
They are well armed
And ready to bring this
Siege to a close
All within this fortress
Are dead or dying
There is no hope
No chance of a final victory
All that stands between
These high walls
And total annihilation
Is me
Me and one bullet
One bullet
And a bowie knife.
I hear the cheers
The trumpets blaring
The martial bands
Preparing these cowards
To make the final push
Over the wall
To claim this heap
Of the dead
The dead
The dying
And me
Me and one bullet
One bullet
And a bowie knife.
I hold the bullet
In my hand
Which is surprisingly steady
As I ponder
Is this bullet for me
Or one of the enemy throng?
I know Death is coming
The only thing left
Is what form
My demise will take
For I have one bullet
And the option to choose
One bullet and nothing to lose
One bullet
And a bowie knife.
I smile amid the groans
Of the wounded
The sound of marching feet
I will die my way
Forever defiant
As I load my rifle
With one bullet
My bowie knife at my side
As the ramparts are breached
I wait
For the first sight
Of the enemy
His flamboyant military uniform
Shining in the sun
Bring my rifle to bear
And fire
My one bullet
Straight into his chest
As crimson splatters everywhere.
I reach for my bowie knife
Charging into the massed army
With a scream
A shout to make
The heavens fall
And they do
Cowering
As I proclaim on high
Here is my one bullet
Here is my bowie knife
I tear savagely
Into the first man
I can reach
I am a legend
That will never die
I am a god
Invincible
Here is my one bullet
Here is my knife
Here is my eternity
My one bullet.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Night Spawn
Such a pretty flower
Abloom
In this evening hour
Breathing gently
Sighing
A tear on her cheek
Full lips
Red as roses
Face pale
But aglow and majestic
Like mountain peaks
Hair radiant
Shining
Flowing like streams
In a glacial valley
Black tresses
Forbidding as night
I lose myself
Watching
Getting closer
Step by step
Cautious
Always the predator.
Her voluptuous body
Beckoning me
Dangerous curves
Whispering
You have me now
You have me
Dark Lord
Come take what is yours
I kiss her sensuous mouth
Slow and soft
Deliberately
As she moans
Saying softly
Almost in a purr
I am yours
Dark Lord
I am yours
For eternity
I rip open her top
Exposing full breasts
Feeling the animal
In me come alive
As everything begins
In this
Erotic
Wicked
Dream of ecstasy
To inexorably
Fade
To
Black.
"The Rose" as performed by Bette Midler
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you its only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dyin'
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Take These Black Wings
Take these black wings
This leathered cloak
Yearning to fly
Make them your home
Your forbidden paradise
As they cover you in the Night
Ours is the Darkness
The silent black
Where anything is possible
My strong arms cover you
Wrap around your naked body
Your bare breasts
As you dream of Love
Lust
Illicit passion
A taboo kiss
That can last 1000 years
An eternity perhaps
Do not fear
What you do not know
Let me in my darling
Let me wrap these black wings
Around your still beating heart
As I feast on soft milky flesh
Your pale neck
Turned crimson
Your moans and sighs
Are but music to my ears
As the stars spin
Cold and irrelevant
To your plight
Do not despair
Your Dark Lord is here
Take these black wings
Fly with me
Make them yours
Forever
Tonight.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
The Overwhelming Desire To Believe
Wreckage is everywhere
Lost souls
Black and hollow
Dreams foreclosed upon
Burning embers
Smoldering in the distance
A wisp of smoke
Ignored and then gone
Gone forever.
I have an overwhelming desire
A Lust for life
The hunger for passion
Sensuality
Eroticism
Love
I have a fierce need
The desire to believe
To believe in the sanctity
Of this hunger
This pursuit of an eternal Muse
A world of the spirit
And the flesh
A realm of witches
Vampires
Demons
And lost mortals.
I wander without a guide
Alone in the frigid black
Only the Night as my Protector
I stumble
Fall
But I carry on
Down this dark, twisted path
Fraught with danger
Those with malevolent intentions
Yet I walk on
With head held high
Without fear
I travel on
Awaiting the Destiny
That calls out my name
And I hear
I hear you
Sweet Muse
I hear you
And I believe
Against the doubts and my defenses
I have an overwhelming
Desire to believe
Which one day will bear fruit
In an orgasmic O
A paradise of the heart
A mountain
Where two lovers
Two old souls
Will live their days
In ecstasy
Forever
I believe this
With all my heart and soul
With my life
I am a fool, a poet, a lover a mad man
And most of all
A fighter
I will get to that mountain
It is mine
Mine alone
I will get there
Because I believe.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
My Eternal Muse
You are always lost
But your scent wafts upon the wind
Fragrant and inviting
Yet always just out of reach
Tantalizing
Mocking
Beckoning
Smiling
And gone
The road to you
Is graced by rose petals
And pain
False promises
That die screaming
I see in your eyes
A love that is eternal
If I could only get you alone
In a dark room
There our bodies
Would find sanctuary
A private dungeon
A castle of eroticism
Pleasure with torment
Torment within ecstasy
We have wandered the Night
Looking for each other
For 1000 years
My Eternal Muse
It is time for you
To come home
Come home into my loving arms
My darling
Once more
Spend the evening
In an orgasmic dark wonderland
My realm
And this time
Stay with me
Forever.
Saturday, June 29, 2019
Shiny Happy Monsters
I thought I found a safe place
Where I could be me
And sachet among the lilies of the field unnoticed
In my lace plumb waist coat
With rose cravat
But my heart was a fool again
I am a vampire after all
My fashion sense and refined sense of decor
Bring a stare in the evening dark
As does that solitary light in the abandoned church
At twelve o'clock
My shadow frightens little children and adults alike
There are the blood curdling screams
Hurt feelings and a sense of dread
That come calling with my presence in the neighborhood
Rivers of blood proclaim my reign of terror
As graves open and yawn up their dead
To walk the Earth again in search of blood
Predator becomes prey as victims scream with fright
At the figure tapping at the window
After awakened from a dream of love
Dancing with spectral seduction in their sleep
Eroticism creeps in bland lives
While gloom breeds resistance
And a lover's kiss is all the distraction it takes
To bring home destruction
Upon the eternal promise of Evil
Salvation undone
If only for a night or two
Until the next resurrection.
"The Witch" by The Cult
So you finally found your rhythm, man
Got your funky ass out of the can
Well, a girl is coming to you
Gonna show you what is true
The witch, she need a lover, boy
Maybe it could be you
It took a while to understand, whoa, yeah
Stole the needs of another man, yeah
Took a while to understand, whoa, yeah-yeah
Push your sex on a mortal man
Your dreams are coming true
They said they wouldn't do
Cool world need to save you, boy
Maybe it could be you
Took a while to understand, yeah
Push your sex on a mortal man, yeah-yeah-yeah
Took a while to understand, whoa, yeah-yeah
Push your sex on a mortal man, yeah
She's got what you need
What she got is good, good
She's got what you need
What she got is good, yeah
She's got what you need
She's got what you need
What she got is good, so good
She's got what you need
What she got is good
She's got it
She's got it good, yeah
She's got it, mmmm
She's got it good, yeah
She's got it, whoo
She's got it good, yeah
She's got it
She's got it good, yeah
She's got what you need
What she got is good, yeah
She's got what you need
What she got is good
She's got what you need, yeah
And the witch is coming to you
Everybody need a saviour, baby
Everybody need a saviour
Everybody tryin' to save you, baby
Everybody tryin' to paralyze, yeah, whoo, whoo
Everybody need a saviour, baby
Cool world need a saviour
Everybody tryin' to save you, baby
Cool world need-a-paralyze, yeah
She's got what you need
What she got is good, yeah
She's got what you need
Yeah, the witch is coming to you
And the witch is coming for you, yeah
Comin' as a wizard, maybe
And the witch is coming to you, yeah
"Love Is On The Way" by Saigon Kick
Lonely sidewalks, silent night
Bring the evening, deep inside
Hold me darling, touch me now
Let the feelings free tonight
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight baby
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight
Time of season, wipes your tears
No ryhme or reason, no more fears
And all the dreamin', is far behind
You are here now, and everythin's alright
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight baby
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight
And in the morning I'll be gone away
All the things I left behind
If you need me I'll come night and day
Let's stop the hands of time
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight baby
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight baby
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight baby
Love is on the way
I can see it in your eyes
Let's give it one more try tonight
Graveyard Coffeehouse
The Beautiful Lie
I have tasted the beautiful lie
Consumed the falsehood
The stunning illusion
Completely
I have made love
To this sweet untruth
The shadow of love
Wafted before me
Embracing it
Like a ghost
No sooner
Held in my arms
Then yanked away
Into the Darkness
Leaving me wondering
Wanting
Needing
This beautiful lie
But standing
Naked and alone.
Your deception won
My heart
Mind
Body
Spirit
For an evanescent moment
Your subterfuge
Filled my dreams
Every night
The beautiful lie
That was you
My darling.
I cannot mourn for this
Phantom any longer
This gorgeous evasion
Of the Truth
I can only try
To remember the poetry
The rhythm
Rhyme
Passion
Sensuality
Our words
Words that never
Materialized into deeds
And never will.
Who is the worse
For a beautiful lie
The perpetrator
Or the duped?
I can still remember
The euphoria
Of our poetry
The feeling of hope
Awaiting a moment
That would never come
Somewhere in my heart
The beautiful lie
Lives on my darling
And always will.
And you my shadow love?
What do you remember?
What flower blooms in your heart
For carrying off such a flawless
Deception
A beautiful lie?
What is your take away?
What words will remain for
All eternity to mark?
Is all this but the passing
Of your alluring falsehood
The end of a viscous game?
I will never
Regret falling
For a beautiful lie
When my heart leads the way
As it did not so long ago.
My heart tells me
Even a beautiful lie
Is special
Immortal
Eternal
Something to cherish
After the pain dies away
See all the heart and mind
Is capable of feeling
It is still there
Words on a page
Emotions in my heart.
Even when duped by a beautiful lie
Something divine remains
Beyond what the body offers
It is transcendent
Spiritual
A sign of what
True Love
Can be
Even when it crashes and burns
Even when the train wreck
Derails and undoes everything.
I hold this beautiful lie
Still
To my heart
And will never forget
The hunger and desire
The passion and the lust
The Love that burned
As a sacrifice
To this beautiful lie.
I can but sigh
My darling
And think of the beauty we lost
The beauty
In the poetry
The words
Deeds
Supporting the beautiful lie.
I remember
Cherish the moments
Of ecstasy
Even though
It was only
A beautiful lie
And you my sweet?
What did you get
My darling
Out of perpetrating
A beautiful
Lie?
Tell me
Tell me.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
To A Muse
I remember the endless nights
So long ago
Centuries
1000 Years
Living
Dying
Laughing
Crying
Loving
Waiting
Waiting for you
My Love.
Our hearts bleeding
Never knowing
If we will ever meet again
Amidst the centuries
I close my eyes
And feel my lips
Press against your pale neck
My hands
Encircling your waist
Like a siege of desire
A fire burning
Swept away by the conflagration.
Our wanton hunger
Our hearts racing
Forever
Awaiting the orgasmic ecstasy
That is Lust
Passion
Love
The War that took me away from you
Never to return
But in the next life
The tragedy
The damnation
That has been our lot
The unsatisfied
Promise
Forever
Unfulfilled.
I remember the laughter
The gazes
The long hours in reverie
Our minds drifting
Awaiting the moment
Two become One
And then there was Goodbye
Always goodbye.
Lovers ripped apart until
The next life
Where we always find
One another
Death will never
Be the end of our love
My darling
We are immortal
Eternal
Our Love
Lives
In the constellations.
Karma will take
Its due
But can never break us
Or our love
My darling
Nor can Death
One day soon
You will be
More than my Muse
More than just words
Our love will live again
As our bodies meet
Warm and electric
Two warrior spirits
Soul mates
A scourge that the world
Has not seen for 1000 years
Fulfilling the desire
Postponed
By this curse
Ours is a love
That will set
The trembling world
Ablaze.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
I Am The Witch
Standing on edge of the abyss
Looking out beyond the Darkness
The infernal chasm lies below
Then there is you
Telling me what I want to hear
What I always wanted to hear
I have two daggers
In my back
Three will send me reeling over
Into the deep canyon
Never to be heard from again
I want to live
But my longing for life
Is not as strong
As my longing for love
I have lived and died before
And risen again
But love is eternal
Immortal
Transcendent
It can be pure bliss
Pleasure
But also cruel
Sadistic
A terror
The straw that breaks you
In the distance
I see that love
It is an old soul's love
The love of a beautiful
Cultured woman
A woman who knows me
What I want
Feel
She is attractive
Refined
Sexual
Passionate
Sensual
But she is also vicious
And she has already
Driven two knives
In my back
I look at her full breasts
And stunning beauty
As she whispers to me
In a voice that beckons
Like a siren
I am the Witch
Come love me Vampire
I am the Witch
Seek the destiny that is ours
I am in love with you
My past life Vampire
I am the Witch
As she reaches out her hand
And smiles
A wicked grin
Licking her full red lips
Moaning
Sighing
I am the Witch
Come love me
Vampire...
Morning Epiphany
I find these life revealing moments tend to come in the morning. If you disregard or ignore the message you will forget the contents and forsake the wisdom imparted to you. If you note the knowledge and make a record of it you have a chance to make yourself a better person.
So last night I had the first dream ever that I had sex in. Usually when my dreams get close to sex I wake up. But last night I had full on sex with three women for almost four hours in my dream. It was exhausting and refreshing and a new dream first that I hope will continue. That was not the epiphany however.
The epiphany centers around the need most have to be noticed by many and seek approval. An internet blog is just a shut ins attempt at greater popularity. For me it has not succeeded. I have found many enemies, but few if any friends in the classic sense. Real friends being hard to find.
You will have fair weather friends who are just along for the ride, others who have common interests and the rare friend or two that feels a real connection or love that is either platonic or other love. And of course there are frenemies that just inhabit your universe to subvert your will and seek your misery.
When you have many friends they will seek your time and attention and want to be with you either individually or part of a group. You may spend much of your time either arranging your schedule to friend's requests or making plans so that your friend's needs do not conflict. You will have friends that hate one another or find that you have brought people together that enjoy themselves better without you. It is an exhausting project.
That is until you have a crisis in YOUR life. The "fair weather" friends cannot be bothered with your life downturn. Your regular friends want to help and will offer support, but they have lives and must move on. Your good friends will support you until they reach the breaking point. They are not going to drown in your crisis. Eventually you will find yourself alone, perhaps supported by a family member or spouse or not.
It is at that moment you will realize you were always alone. It was all an illusion. The illusion of friendship or social popularity.
On this web Blog I realize that I once had presences on other web sites that offered me greater readership, but no real friends. All that time I was writing to me for me. Currently, I know my partner watches my Blog to see if my poetry is indicating I am having sex with someone else. Another follower is a "ghost" from a torrid relationship in the past. Sometimes she appears than disappears. This has been going on for seven years or so. And if anybody else is watching, I'll be damned if I know.
I am writing and watching. I write for me and at times for the mysterious women in the shadows that come to this Blog. I enjoy the music and I cherish my whims and personality quirks. I have been arrogant, selfish, cruel, misguided, vain and ignorant in the past. I have made mistakes. But I still enjoy me and the journey of my life. Hopefully I can appreciate the message I received this morning to better understand real love and friendship.
And if I cannot I still have three horny women down to fuck in my dreams.
Alas.
Friday, June 28, 2019
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Search For A New Muse
I have been sailing a cruel sea
Traveling an open road
Leading to no where
Nobody
Nothing
It is what got me here
Abandoned
Distraught
Bereft
With no compass
To find my way back home.
I am searching for a new Muse
A Goddess of Poetry
To take me home
Within her arms
Goddess of Poetry
Be my lover
Again
And I will make you mine
Sing your praise
In rhythm
Rhyme
Verse
That will live for eternity
Be my Muse
My darling.
It is the Poet's power
Of immortality
It is my gift
To be bestowed
Come sweet goddess
There is a fire in my belly
Love in my heart
Tears streaming down my cheeks.
I am a Vampire
Our desire can be fulfilled
Our lust a conflagration
Our love forever
Come sweet Muse
Accept me as I am
And we will create
A paradise
Of more than words
I search for a new Muse
Walking solitary
In despair
Within the Darkness
Awaiting soft footsteps
Behind me
Heeding my call
My call for a new Muse.
WEB Adventures
Due to my indiscretions, blood feuds, failure to work well in groups and an ongoing conspiracy I was recently relegated to HELL. The place for worst offenders in a popular Vampire site. Placement in HELL offers little if any hope for redemption and constant persecution, but since I have been a member of alt for over 1 year I am familiar with these conditions. Faced with this dire fate I chose the following solution which I addressed to Satan and a gathering of his minions and damned occupants of HELL:
I came to XX to meet like minded people. People with an appreciation of poetry, music, gothic culture, movies, art, etc. People that are usually hard to find in everyday life. In particular I was looking for a woman who appreciated these things. Someone who I could spend time with and enjoy a spiritual connection, something beyond the everyday and mundane. I also came here to escape a witch I met on a bondage site. Yes a real witch. And a real bondage site. And it was my mistake because she was already here, apparently for some time. She once told me to burn in Hell and well here I am.
I did not come here to meet assholes or to fight with them. When confronted by assholes I will fight and fight I did. And well here I am in Hell for my efforts. Do I regret that? No. It is who I am. Been fighting assholes most of my life. Been in Hell most of my life too. Not something I fear or shrink from. Not something that will break me just because I am in XX. Ain't gonna happen. I've been around babies.
I see the writing on the wall and Hell is just as inhospitable for me as XXXXXX Coven was. I did not like the fuckers there and I do not like the fuckers here.
The power the "mighty" wield here is totally dependent on the Coven members accepting that authority and deferring to it. I will NOT do that ever. Getting negative "honor" points or penalized for my actions really has little to no effect because that is not my goal here or my purpose. I do this for ME as a growth thing. A spiritual growth thing and that always entails pain and most of my time on XX has been painful or discomforting, but that will not sway me to self-delete as you crave. I will not give fuckers like you that victory. Sorry. You don't know me and if you did you would realize you will get no satisfaction from me.
Effective immediately I will be declaring ROGUE status and resigning from HELL. I will not enter this shit sty again and as time goes on you will find another to poke fun at. It is the nature of small minds and nothing I haven't seen before.
If there is anyone interested in poetry, art, music etc, and wants to make a connection I will be on XX building my profile to reflect my values and interests.
Waves goodbye as Vlad leaves Hell flipping the bird before fading into the distance...
Greetings From The Land Of The Vampire (My Alternate Web Presence): Escape From HELL
Due to my indiscretions, blood feuds, failure to work well in groups and an ongoing conspiracy I was recently relegated to HELL. The place for worst offenders in a popular Vampire site. Placement in HELL offers little if any hope for redemption and constant persecution, but since I have been a member of alt for over 1 year I am familiar with these conditions. Faced with this dire fate I chose the following solution which I addressed to Satan and a gathering of his minions and damned occupants of HELL:
I came to XX to meet like minded people. People with an appreciation of poetry, music, gothic culture, movies, art, etc. People that are usually hard to find in everyday life. In particular I was looking for a woman who appreciated these things. Someone who I could spend time with and enjoy a spiritual connection, something beyond the everyday and mundane. I also came here to escape a witch I met on a bondage site. Yes a real witch. And a real bondage site. And it was my mistake because she was already here, apparently for some time. She once told me to burn in Hell and well here I am.
I did not come here to meet assholes or to fight with them. When confronted by assholes I will fight and fight I did. And well here I am in Hell for my efforts. Do I regret that? No. It is who I am. Been fighting assholes most of my life. Been in Hell most of my life too. Not something I fear or shrink from. Not something that will break me just because I am in XX. Ain't gonna happen. I've been around babies.
I see the writing on the wall and Hell is just as inhospitable for me as XXXXXX Coven was. I did not like the fuckers there and I do not like the fuckers here.
The power the "mighty" wield here is totally dependent on the Coven members accepting that authority and deferring to it. I will NOT do that ever. Getting negative "honor" points or penalized for my actions really has little to no effect because that is not my goal here or my purpose. I do this for ME as a growth thing. A spiritual growth thing and that always entails pain and most of my time on XX has been painful or discomforting, but that will not sway me to self-delete as you crave. I will not give fuckers like you that victory. Sorry. You don't know me and if you did you would realize you will get no satisfaction from me.
Effective immediately I will be declaring ROGUE status and resigning from HELL. I will not enter this shit sty again and as time goes on you will find another to poke fun at. It is the nature of small minds and nothing I haven't seen before.
If there is anyone interested in poetry, art, music etc, and wants to make a connection I will be on XX building my profile to reflect my values and interests.
Waves goodbye as Vlad leaves Hell flipping the bird before fading into the distance...
"I Stand Alone" by Jackyl
Well every time I move
Every step I make
You know I just can't seem to take
The right direction
I'm always wrong
I'm never right
Right or wrong
There always seems to be a correction
ANd I give everything I got
And they take take take
Everything I'm giving
My back is tired
My legs both ache
In this life
There is no cake
This life I'm livin'
CHORUS
I stand alone today
Don't ask me why I feel
I just know I feel this way
I stand alone today
Well you look at me
Shake your head
Don't like my hair
You're so misled...I shit like you do!
But the curse is more than on my head
Sometimes I think I'm better off dead
It's worse than voodoo
And I'm reaching out for help
But it's no no no no no
Until you give in
My back is tired
My legs both ache
In this life
There is no cake
This life I'm livin'
CHORUS
They take, they take
Everything I'm givin'
It's a rough rough life
This life I'm livin'
Give me more, give me more
I take more every day
I'm gonna take it
Till they take take take take take me away
CHORUS
I I I stand alone today
I I I stand alone today
I I I stand alone today
I I I stand alone today
I I
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Love Is Dead
I have seen love live
Thrive
Laugh
Cry
Wilt
Die
Live again
To walk the Night.
I have been Love's champion
Its fool
Its tool
I been betrayed by love
And have betrayed sweet Love
Love sweet love
Searching for Love
In a kiss
A tryst
In the shadows
The Darkness.
When love died so close to me
Yet lived on
A shell of love
A mockery
Devoid of passion
Sensuality
I still did not
Give up on Love.
I hunted for the spirit of Love
For poetry
Sensuality
Eroticism
Passion
I have come so close
Only to see
The apparition of Love
The cruel phantasm
Dissolve in the air
Becoming a demon mocking me
Delighting in my despair
For being so arrogant
Naive
To think that I
Could find True Love
A deeper Love
Within the ruins of society
The train wreck
That passes for relationships
In this day and age.
If Love is dead
I don't want to live
There is no purpose
No meaning
No life
Worth living
If love is dead
Then I have died too
Lay me to rest with some flowers
And a prayer
There is no point
No joy in living
If Love is dead
Entomb me in a crypt
And seal the door forever
And I will rot
Covered with cobwebs
Waiting for salvation
In another world.
If love is Dead
Why do I arise
At Night
Hungering for passion
Sensuality
Blood?
An orgasmic meeting of minds
Bodies
If Love is Dead
Why do I write this poem
Calling out for a Muse
To prove to me
Once and for all
That Love
Is not Dead?
I invoke the spirit
Of Love
Arise
Awake
Make yourself known
Prove to me
That Love
Is not Dead.
You can't escape the wrath of my heart...
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Gothic Thoughts
Night
A starless sky
Slow steady droplets
Of Rain
Building to a downpour
A clap of thunder
Lightning
Streaking across the sky
In the distance
The outline of an ancient cemetery
Offering the promise of shelter
Running through the muck
And mire
Drenched to the bone
Cold
Weary
Distraught
Filled with despair
Thinking of a lost love
Never to return
Loathing life
Clothes soaked
Body shivering
Aching
Breathing heavy
Reaching an old crypt
Out of breath
But relieved
Overjoyed
For the opportunity
Of shelter
Kicking open the crypt door
Suddenly flooded with light
Blinding my eyes
Hooded figures in black
One apparition cloaked in red
Grabbed by these ghouls
With gnarled hands
And chained next to a gagged
Naked woman
Her voluptuous breasts heaving
Her privates exposed
Terror in her eyes
Watching the high priest
Take out a long sacrificial knife
As the crypt door slams shut
While all chant
Hail Satan
Our Master
As the knife arcs downward
And blood spurts everywhere
A groan
A sigh
And this sacrifice
This erotic sensual
Beautiful woman is no more
Silence
Just the sound
Of dripping blood
And breathing
These fiends watching
Viewing their handiwork
With morbid delight
As my bindings are tightened
And I fight
Helplessly trying to escape
And I too am gagged
Pleading with my eyes
Fear cascading over me
Hoping for mercy
In a dream
Knowing there is none here
No mercy
No Love
No kindness
Just ritual
Ceremony
Sacrifice
As I hear
Hail Satan
Our Master
And
Curse the eternity
It takes
To await
My destiny.
Thursday, June 27, 2019
"Eternal" by The 69 Eyes
Take this kiss with slow embrace
To the darkest place
Just you and I
Through these walls to the other side
Where our souls collide
Never to die
Into the grave
We waltz from the light
Out of the grace
Only love will survive
Thicker than wine
Deeper than time
We dance to the dark delight.
Without end through ash and dust
In our hearts we trust
What fate has allowed
Beyond this time on the other side
Where nocturnals lie
Living to die
Into the grave
We waltz from the light
Out of the grace
Only love will survive
Thicker than wine
Deeper than time
We dance to the dark delight
Joined together
Bound forever
Deeper
Stronger
Nothing can tear us apart in this world
Don't you turn away those years
Another thousand tears
Wash away your fears
Dancing on and on
In the night and the tears keep falling
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Back From The Dead
I arise
Eyes slowly adjusting
To shadows
Darkness
A world of ghosts
Dreams
Fantasies
Phantasms
That bite
Bleeding you
Dry
Awaking into
A land
Of wickedness
Barren
Desolate
Awash in crimson nectar
Teeming with life
Sustenance
Desire
Lust
Ecstasy
An unquenchable fire
Burning to a conflagration.
My body aches
My limbs are weary
My mind is racked
By hunger
Pain
The realization
That blood is the life
And if I do not feed
I will die.
I am lonely
Distraught
Giddy
Euphoric
I am hunter
Hunted
I walk away
From my solitary coffin
To search the Night
For blood red wine
Kisses and bites
The pleasure
Of a sensuous
Passionate woman
Ecstasy
Orgasmic and wanton
Cruel
The wicked smile
On your lips
As you die
To rise again
Mine
All mine.
My
True love
I see you
Arising in the black
Just as I do now
Back from the dead
Claiming the realm
That is our birth right
Come seek your Master
I am He
I offer you my hand
As your guide
Travel with me
Without fear
Through the Dark Forest
Of my Love
I like you hunger
And I too am
Awaiting the thirst
That is eternity
One sweet
Victim
At a time.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Sometimes
You realize
You gave practically
Everything
And
It was all
For nothing
You gave
Heart
Soul
Mind
Spirit
You gave it all
For
Nothing.
You had to walk the road
The infernal path
The straight line
The razor blade on broken glass
The twisted road
To get an answer
And just when you feel
You had everything
You
Realized it was nothing
All for nothing
Most would turn around
And try to forget
Yet here I am
Forging ahead
Into the distance
Further from home
For nothing
For nobody
For the sake of nothing.
Yet here is my everything
Heart and soul
For nothing
It is in this poem
All of me
Past
Present
Future
If you look deep enough
You will see
Take it
Leave it
Ignore it
Mock it
It is your call
Whatever you wish
Do what you will
But know
It is my everything
There is no one left
Nobody
No sanctuary
No home
This is all
Everything
And it is all
For nothing.
All For Nothing
Sometimes
You realize
You gave practically
Everything
And
It was all
For nothing
You gave
Heart
Soul
Mind
Spirit
You gave it all
For
Nothing.
You had to walk the road
The infernal path
The straight line
The razor blade on broken glass
The twisted road
To get an answer
And just when you feel
You had everything
You
Realized it was nothing
All for nothing
Most would turn around
And try to forget
Yet here I am
Forging ahead
Into the distance
Further from home
For nothing
For nobody
For the sake of nothing.
Yet here is my everything
Heart and soul
For nothing
It is in this poem
All of me
Past
Present
Future
If you look deep enough
You will see
Take it
Leave it
Ignore it
Mock it
It is your call
Whatever you wish
Do what you will
But know
It is my everything
There is no one left
Nobody
No sanctuary
No home
This is all
Everything
And it is all
For nothing.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Hotter Than Hell
There has to be some
Salvation
Within damnation
A quiet secluded
Place in Hell
Where two condemned lovers
Can escape the incessant
Torment of their lot
And find a respite
An oasis
A forbidden tryst
Escaping detection
From Satan and his minions
With hushed words
And solemn
Expressions of Love
Desire
Commitment.
I kiss your full lips
My darling
As we hear the screams
In the distance
You close your eyes
And I press my lips
To your neck
Licking and biting
As you moan and sigh
Our bodies are so close
I can feel your voluptuous
Full breasts against my chest
And my pelvis grinds
Against your privates
While our hands probe
Rapidly
Searching
Mapping
Our bodies
Caressing
Feeling
Trying to feed a hunger
That cannot be satisfied.
Time is of the essence
As we drop our clothes
To the molten earth floor
You are mine
For this fleeting moment
As our bodies collide
Striving to become one
Anticipating
Detection
But forging ahead
Toward the height of pleasure
Climax
An orgasmic O
Resting in each other's arms
As the demons of despair
Close in.
There is no escape from this doom
This Hell
Or so it seems
Just an evanescent moment
In a dark abyss
Feeding our thirst for life
Our hunger for passion
Sensuality
Love
Lust
Clinging to the last
Bastion of humanity
As the walls close in
And we are detected
Discovered
Plunged into an oven
An even greater
Torment for our crime
The crime of Love.
Two fallen souls
Hotter than Hell
For a moment
Defying their condemnation
True rebels to the end
Fighters for Love
Warriors for humanity
Satan can always tell
When love rears its ugly head
Because for a brief moment
It gets hotter
Than Hell
In the pit
Of fire and brimstone
Satan knows
When it gets hotter than Hell
He calls out his demon guards
To get the offenders
To be tortured
Flayed
Dismembered
Satan knows
When it gets hotter than Hell
He knows why
He remembers desire
And he smiles
Laughing amidst
The infernal fire
The conflagration
Of burning lovers.
My humble apologies for my uncalled for rants of late...
As of this morning I was called a misogynist for wanting to know who a woman was who had contacted me for a possible meet.
So yes, fuck you and I do include a profile block occasionally to those who truly deserve it with my fuck you. This place is good for nothing if not shits and giggles and I do enjoy a good shit and giggle every so often.
So yes fuck you to those who merit it and thanks for stopping by...
"Road To Nowhere" by Ozzie Osbourne
I was looking back on my life
And all the things I've done to me
I'm still looking for the answers
I'm still searching for the key
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won't leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The road to nowhere leads to me
Through all the happiness and sorrow
I guess I'd do it all again
Live for today and not tomorrow
It's still the road that never ends
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won't leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The road to nowhere leads to me
Ah ah
The road to nowhere's gonna pass me byv Ah ah
I hope we never have to say goodbye
I never want to live without you
The wreckage of my past keeps haunting me
It just won't leave me alone
I still find it all a mystery
Could it be a dream?
The road to nowhere leads to me (repeats)
Graveyard Coffeehouse
The Vampyre Way
Walking into the cold
Night air
All is barren
Unforgiving
Trees reach their bare branches
Like supplicating arms
To the sky
So much like a man
Crying out in anguish
An owl voices his despair
Yet I am here
Within it all
And above it all
A Vampyre
Solitary
Hungry
Seeking
Pleasures of the flesh
Thirsty for blood
Becoming one
With the Darkness
It is my home
My castle
My hunting ground
And I protect it fiercely
With my life.
I am
Alive
Undead
Stalking
By the light
Of the full moon
Cloaked in shadows
Guided by the black
Awaiting the crimson kiss
Life
Death
Rebirth
Sustenance
The drained husk of a body
The wicked smile
On a deceased woman's
Face.
If so desired
I can breath life
Eternal living
Into the dead
Finding
A new companion
To walk the Night
So I need never
Be alone
Feeding
In tandem
Sleeping in coffins
Side by side
Within an abandoned church
Adjoining
An ancient cemetery.
Our thoughts
Are of past lives
Future conquests
Eternity
Love
Sweet love
Vampyre kisses
Slow, deep and wet
Sanguinary dreams
Shrieks
Passion
Sensuality
Long nights
Of eroticism
Orgasmic ecstasy.
Our
Pale bodies
Colliding
Electric
Kissing
Biting
Hands probing
Hearts racing
Two spirits becoming One
As sighs and moans
Screams
Waft ethereal
Like a phantasm
In the dark
Sky
Disturbing the silence
The quiet of the dead.
Two hearts
Minds
Spirits
Bodies
Naked and alone
We have forever
To ponder immortality
All the possibilities
For love
Lust
Domination.
Our only rest
Is the deep sleep
As the Sun rises
And evil slumbers
Pacified
Awaiting Night
For we must drink blood
Or die
Once more.
We lay still
In our caskets tonight
Dreaming
Of an ivory fanged bite
Delighting in the world
We rule
Alpha predators
Awaiting the moment
We arise
Ready to stalk
Our next
Victim.
Graveyard Coffeehouse
Turn Me On Evil Woman
Turn me on evil woman
With your witch's tit
Cold as ice
Your thousand mile stare
Glass eye
Your bubbling cauldron
Of steaming hate
With a sprinkle of Lust
Your distrust
Heartbreak
Despair
Turn my on Evil Woman.
Turn me on
With the promise
Of a wicked passionate night
That will never come
For I have fallen
In love with you
Evil one
Fallen in love
With your sorrow
Pain
The hurt that you carry
Around like a burden
Waiting to lash out
Strike deep
In some lover's heart
Slaying him
Forever
Turn me on evil woman
I have no fear
I can love
I have loved and lost
And arisen again
To tell the tale
I am a Vampire
Immortal
Passionate
Sensuous
Wanton
I can love you
Like no man can
If you dare
So turn me on evil woman
Turn me on.
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