Pawetry

Night Of The Underworld
-=icewulf=-

Ebony of night blankets the horizon
As now begins the Underworld`s night of fun.

At Hades` command the gates burst open
And his acolytes lead their legions of heathen.

Thanatos` minions are out for blood
And are coming forth in one big flood.

Hypnos` disciples awaken at his beckon
To put to mortals to sleep, and make them pawns.

Charon`s ferry, fresh from the Styx
Unloads its voyagers all dead and sick.

Cerberus is unleashed, the hound of doom
Waking with its howl, creatures of the tomb.

Try if thou may, resistance is futile.
If they don`t get thee now, just wait a while.

Twist and tremble, scream and shriek
No matter what thou try thou art too weak.

Not a soul is safe, no mortal secure.
By the strike of midnight, gone is the future.

Pawetry

All Hallow`s Eve
-=icewulf=-

As dusk conquers with crimson skies
An eerie silence sweeps the land.
Chilling winds blow like demon sighs.
All Hallow`s Eve is close at hand.

Seconds pass and mist blankets all.
Streetlights flicker and start to blur.
Shadows multiply, stretch and crawl.
Smell the scents of incense and myrrh.

Hear the echoes of a wolf`s howl,
See the full moon glare from the sky.
Hear the hooting of the horned owl,
See the cloud of bats dive and fly.

Tick tock tick. A few more seconds.
Streets empty in a flash, doors shut.
One more time the wolf`s howl beckons.
Soon airs a scent putrid and foul.

Now the old clock tower strikes twelve.
Its sound sending chills down your spine.
All Hallow`s Eve has now begun,
Try to flee, there`s nowhere to run.

Paradise Found

Paradise Found-rey

Serenity.
A haven uncovered.
Calm meets tranquility.
Peace rediscovered.

Harmony.
Earth meets heaven.
Unity in diversity.
An experience unbeholden.

Beauty.
Color, fragrance & music all around.
Masterpiece of divine creativity.
Paradise found.

Bounty of the Hunt

Master?
-=icewulf=-

Master, a title of which the only worthy beholder is He who is, was and always will be.

Why? To be master is to be in complete control, to know through and through. Alas, everything within perception of the senses, everything real and imaginary, everything conceivable, are brought about by the mind, spirit and heart. Three separate but coexisting driving forces which compose us, and creation. Forces way beyond our comprehension.

How thus can anyone be master? Lest anyone be able to understand, manipulate, conquer and control all three, the heart, the mind and the soul, only then might anyone be called master over one thing, many things, anything or everything.

For now, all anyone can do is, at most, tame.

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Halloween is just around the corner...still need to get myself a costume for the office dress up day this Friday, I also want to dress up for Halloween....I wonder what I'll do this year...

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I added a wolf howl as background music for the halloween week, will also be posting some Halloween inspired poetry.