as the veil lifts,

and you see me now,

for what I am,

the beast,

the demon,

the bastard son of this world,

I ask you not to be scared,

for you should rejoice,

for when I take you,

you and your sin,

it’ll be forever,

it’ll be to the end,

I’ll never leave you,

and you’ll never leave me,

so close your eyes my child,

for it’s time t.. What, are you crying?

can it be true,

after all the words I’ve said,

you still fear me?

14 Comments Add yours

  1. I’m liking this so far! 🙂 Like a twisted demonic version of Beauty & The Beast. Xp

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    1. Cheers, I never really looked at it from that direction, interesting 👍

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  2. Kavita Chavda says:

    Have generally read your stories but your good with poetry too. Loved this poem and the idea behind it 🙂

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    1. Thanks so much, they are fleeting thoughts of madness given form, and, to be honest, I’ve enjoyed doing them. I’m glad you enjoyed it 👍

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      1. Kavita Chavda says:

        You’re most welcome 🙂
        Looking forward to see more of your poetry 🙂

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  3. zombieaussie says:

    I like your style, Matthew. I’ve never tried poetry/sonnets/whatever you call this. Very interesting and transmits feeling well.

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    1. Thanks, I’ve never been one to play with them either, but I had this insane idea of trying to do something different, to push feelings while working through a large, overly volatile story, out, and, it’s been fun. I guess you don’t really know what you can do, until you try. Thanks again.

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      1. zombieaussie says:

        you’re right. I started writing in 2009 and told no-one until I thought it was working. I believe my days are worth it if I learn something new or try something new every day. When I get the chance I will give ‘poetry’ a chance & run it by you 🙂 It may be filled with screams!

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      2. The deepest, darkest places are where the most wonderful things happen. I’ve been enjoying your zombies stories, so, I’d really like to see what you could throw together in the form of a poem, we can call them, specks of madness from within, if you like 🙂

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      3. zombieaussie says:

        I hope I can at least meet your expectations!

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      4. Having a go, that’s what really counts, knocking one out of the park is a bonus 👍

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      5. zombieaussie says:

        How about this:
        The boy stood on the burning deck
        Picking his nose like mad
        He rolled it up in little balls
        And flicked it at his dad.

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      6. Haha, a limerick, even better!

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      7. zombieaussie says:

        even the word ‘limerick’ sounds suggestive!

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