yes, almost all of my poems are dreary but they are well made if i do sayso my self. it would really please me if you commented and liked my peoms that i slaved away at. i always insist that my works are perfect. enjoy!
- Created By momo and kiro
sirens -poem
Under the water,
Are things you can't see,
They lurk in the dark,
Waiting for thee.
Flowing golden-yellow hair,
Adorns skin pale and fair,
Beautiful beyond compare,
All the sailor stand and stare.
Standing in place,
Falling into a deep trance,
They see you stare,
And take their chance.
Lulling them into the sea,
With their charm,
But they only wish to,
Cause you harm.
Walking, running,
Into the sea,
But still walking on land,
Or so they believe.
Breathing in water,
Like breathing in air,
If you wake up,
You'll drown in despair.
Cause the creatures are watching ,
And waiting for you,
They take every chance,
To see you through.
The feed on your life,
And you'll never escape,
You'll drowned in the ocean,
Before you wake.
They are the devils of the deep,
and the fantasies of the week,
they have many names,
but one describes them quiet clear,
sirens.
The end of everything -poem
Angels of evil,
Sent by God,
Demons of Dark,
Sent by Satin.
Working together,
Unheard of by man,
To bring the end,
Of all living things.
One by one,
11 in all,
One by one,
The countries fall.
Everyone will die,
Nothing will live,
On wings they fly,
Bringing horror to us all.
They each have a name,
That fits their purpose,
Risk,
Chaos,
Death,
Destruction,
Pain,
Suffering,
Terror,
Malice,
Spite,
Desire,
And Hell.
They are no Gifts,
But a curse,
Destroying everything,
They touch.
Everything’s gone,
Nothings left,
And now it is,
The end of everything.
End
