Author: TheDreadedWriter

Some Say It’s Only A Dream Or Even A Vision, But I Tell You The Story Of Desire Without Derision, The Sound Of Sweetness And Vision Of Euphoric Life, O’ Such Is The Beauty Of My Wife, Cosmic And Magical Like Sweet Nectar Already Flowed, She Makes My Seed Wants To Be Soy’d, More Joy…

Stares Of Grey From Her Frame, His Aura Strong With Discontent Empty Of Tame, Offers Of Kindness She Gives With Humble, So Beset On Rudeness Is Today His Stumble, Three Steps Of Grey Misery Or Useless Joy, Moments Of Rancor O’ So Short But Still His Ploy, A Gesture Of Charity But Paid With The…

Now Comes The Tale Of The Thirty Third Song, It Makes A Ring You May Say Its A Throng, Men Come Short Of Action While Words They Flex, The Thirty Third Number Is An Ancient Codex, Kingdoms Did Rise And Indeed They Fell, The Thirty Third Song Became Words Not To Tell, Here Say The…

The Coffee Is Black Same News Some Intrigue, My Eyes Hurt Less No Spunk Much Fatigue, The House Once Noisy Now Sounds Silent, My Soul Greets The Body My Spirit Feels Violent, A Trek To Some Place And Just To Slave, But To Suffer Is Keen For Notoriety We Still Crave, Today Is Not Similar…

Today I Saw A Thing, It Took Flight And Landed Quick, Today I Saw Me Sing, So Soon The Landing My Heart It Will Prick, Choose Not To Savor The Feel, O’ It Were So Close But Still a Nope, To Sell Our Souls Or To Steal, But Then The Flight Halts And Still No…

Do You Remember That Man Robed In Black, Do You Remember He Asked What Was Your Scare, You Told Him To Go Away In Angst, You Told Him Into Here Come I Would Not Dare, Do You Remember His Repeat Knocks At Mentals’s Door, Do You Remember Your Flow Of Speech To Him Ever So…

In The Middle Of The Middle, He Awakes Atoned And With A Riddle, They Call Again And Again, He Answered With Fear And Ready To Sin, The Dew Has Not Set Not Even As Of Yet, Go Greet The Unknown World Young Boy, He Decides To Stay Here For Herein Is Plenty Joy. -TheDreadedWriter-