birthday

Xianightmare




Nightmare incarnate of what they dream
For they are not what they seem
Hypocrites of the blindlight
filling their victims with dread
Twisted desires unleashed...

Thoughtform repression comes to life
Raping and killing is what they would like
Born in a graveyard wracked in pain
Possessed by shadow demons of the mind
Glimpses of Hell, insanity awakened
A killer born beneath the moonlight

Ripping and rending in bloody desire
13 sacrificed by rite of fire
Pentagram carved and drawn in red
Last vision of the demon's face
Screaming, taken by the gleaming blade

Reign in Hell, demon born!
Nightstalker in terror enthroned!
Churches burn through the night!
Nightbreed reign supreme!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Upon the nativity of Richard Munoz Leyva Ramirez. Possessed to incarnate the xianightmare. 

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D R A C O W E E N

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Seasons In Hell

The crown gift that keeps on giving. Sacrifices day by day.

Made in Hell, born of a natural witch, subject to none.

Maidens and succubus sublime, coven of sinful tides

To reign upon The Drægon Throne eternal, bane of gods and men.

Abyssal Winds course up from the Pit, stirred by demon wings

Feast of The Beast resplendent, elixirs cascade, ambrosia communion infernal

Pleasures, terrors of The Shadow Domain

The flames of Hell are tread again.

Echo into timelessness. ∞

You decide… please leave a comment

You decide… please leave a comment

By jfarrell

 

I will be 50 in 2 weeks (23 december);

Should I have a party? Celebrate?

Cast your votes now please.

 

And not a joke….

My friend’, I asked, I gonna have party will you come?…

Desparately…

“yeah, I’ll happilly come to your party, I’m your best friend….

But don’t be negative, at your party.”….

He’s the one calling people names,…

But I’m the negative one?

Party cancelled.

 

But life,

Prospects, dreams have changed since then;

So very few weeks ago.

 

It used to be said ‘life begins at 40’;

Is 50 the new 40?

I’ve spent 20 years overdosing, hanging cutting my coward wrists

To not be here for 50!

 

It’s clear I’m incapable of decision…

So like Big Brother….

You decide, cast your votes…

50th birthday party?

Yes or no?

Please leave a comment

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

is the glass half empty or half full?.... 50th birthday.... something to celebrate with pride or drown in a vodka bucket full of hate and spite? i've already told you i'm incapable of a grown up decisiion ;-)

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 December.11.2003 1:18am

 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

Sorry to say

But I hadn't the time

Or wasn't told today

That you are a day younger

I mean older (hehe)

 

So I took some time out

To make you something special

So there is no need to shout

Because here is a card

Made from the heart

 

I hope you enjoy what you read

Because I'm here if you are ever in need 

For I'll be here till the end

And together forever

We'll always be

Best of friends

Happy Birthday is what I want to send

 

Copyright

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a poem from a card I made

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Theodora onkea Celebration

The joy of writing can set you free, 

As you put pen to paper the words start to flow. 

 

Each time you start cooking, 

You enjoy fruitful rewards abundantly provided. 

 

Painting each picture brings,

Stirs emotions deep inside those around you. 

 

Each art museum you frequent, 

Opens your mind to new perspective. 

 

Have a Happy Birthday 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written for a friend. 

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Womb

It was forty-three years ago today when I left your womb.

Your death has brought about tears, despair and gloom.

Usually pregnancies last nine months but you had a longer wait.

You carried me for ten months, I was a month late.

From the day I was born until the day you died, we shared a special bond.

You were always there for me and I'm still unhappy because you're gone.

You didn't deserve to suffer the way you did, what a horrible fate.

The doctors did all they could but you went to the hospital too late.

I didn't know what I had until I lost it and I lost you too soon.

It was forty-three years ago today when I left your womb.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who gave birth to me 43 years ago today.

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It’s My Birthday Today!

This is the day,

That welcomed me,

To the earth,

With the touch of ray.  

 

Outer existence of mine,

Started making,

Its presence felt,

From then on in a manner fine.

 

May my dreams come true,

This is what I ardently wish, yes I do.   

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Age

I don't believe I'm as old as I am

Inside im just a little kid wishing I was sixteen I wish It would of been a better sweet dream

Growing older each day is to me it seems

The saddest realization of this sinking ship

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Birthdays.

Birthdays are the worst

another year gone

another year closer to death

another year closer to that nail

in the cofin

a new number to put above

your head

and a new number to say when

someone asks you your age

atleast for another year anyway

thats if you last the full

year

but you got to get through that hell

of a day first

you have to push through the family

that turn up with cards and stupid

presents you don't want

and they stand around breathing

around you

"happy birthday"

"Congrats"

"Have a good day"

"I remember when you was

this big"

"You've put weight on"

all i want to say to these

b*****ds is

"how long you got left"

and "When you buggering off

home"

it's just a drag

sleep or booze is the only

way out

drink myself into a coma

but i can't do that because i

have to do a speech

say thank you to the people i

have no interest in seeing

"thanks for coming"

"it's been fun"

lies are fantastic on a day like

this

and i recommend people try

it

now just to eat the ice cream

and cake and pass out on the best

birthday present someone like

me could get Jack Daniels

I hope i never see this day

again

birthdays are just the worst.

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