Lord-Drog

She comes into view Twisting and turning the Dark Her nighted cloak enwraps all Studded collar encircles her neck Perversity in the air Black skirt slides higher, riding smooth hips Baring lust inflamed flesh. Like a shadow billowing and twisting the flame off a candle. She moves in the night, she rules my sight Seductive woman seducing my sense I want for the Dream Ultimate fantasy Becoming Reality My body feels urges Lusting instinct warps my moral voice Shutting it out. Goodness left with the closing door When I entered this darkened den Her Aura is in effect Controlling, Seducing, Infecting Drawing to burn as a midni

I call the shadows, I command the Dark, I am Lord of the Night In the darkness I reign supreme,             wielding my wicked magiks. On the Plane of Night in the Shadowfyre Realm             In my Ill-Nighted Castle,         I punish the Just                    I cast down the Good;                           I drain the life from them. My shadows rule the night,                    seeking out the light Extinguishing like a candle,                      snuffing them out Dark clouds always over head,       washing out any color Except the black, the gray,    the iron cold doom of my world, Solid cliffs of obsi

Life is Grand, one must look into the windings of it The Pieces. Notice the tiny details, the turn of the wheels that Make the happenings you experience. Look at the intricacy and wonder in amazement At even the most trivial thing. Dont overlook the pauses in the Overall Scheme, The overall working of the art that comes alive from Life. As Time clicks onward, appreciate the fullness BE in each moment, First Person, Up Front, Live. As Life moves, tiny pieces move together To make the whole, look at them, for they are Truly Unique. As an event happens do not just enjoy that moment But also revel in the makings that created and be

I am in a time waiting, Trancelike and Wondering. Moving sideways on my path, As I search for what will take me forward. There is a calmness now, Confusion and turmoil has looked elsewhere. My near future is waiting Hovering before me as I envision it The next step to the next point of Sideways sliding. There is a calmness now, And I am watchful of what I initiate, As a tree watches us move I seek to emulate such a way Watching the events until I see a way forward Then I shall flow into the vision I have made.

The clouds fall upon me with crushing pressure, Darkness wets my hair, Liquid black. My hands grip the gate before me, Green bronze laced with crumbling vines. I breathe the wind as it flows into my nose, Smelling of thick humus, the smell of a deep green swamp Rich with rotting vegetation. As I hold on and gaze into the Garden of Delight, Grown perverted into excess, Too much, over indulged, lost values. Something beautiful now undone. A tear rolls, nigh unbeknownst to me, Down my cheek As I dream of what once was, what once was Special A forgotten thing that lives inside me, Small Special Beautiful to Sorrow. I remember the w

A woman of strangeness Filled with a purpose For what, I know not. Tempting demon witch Raking nails incite blood fever within me Power flows from her making me her toy Her teeth sample my flesh as it heats with lust, Driven by her toying I am helpless, begging for torture Knowing I am being led to a darker walk, fraught with tempting and peril but I beg none the less a part of me wants it more than a clean reality, more than a safe existence. She asks if I want it, it must be my choice I must accept her for her to truly have me. I hear begging come out of my mouth unbidden The wrongness has taken hold and leads me into dark

As the days roll onward, I sit alone, my mind in turmoil I am forgotten and lonely, all that I have known before Have left without a trace, I have never stopped wondering Was it me? were they crazy?, is this just a Test? Or is this my private Hell? I have tried to be good, but still pursue my own interests Selfish inherent. I try to help others, making their dreams more visible. But I have a wall in my head, miles high and huge in length, staring me in the face, clouding judgement A huge stone wall etched with my failures,  losses and loves Everyone I ever felt for, dreamt of and held in my heart Are vanished, gone like a fading su

In the unlikeliest of places, I meet one who Brings Joy. One who is Special and cheers my Heart,      As the ice rains outside of my soul. She had her share of Sorrow, Along her Path, Lifes journey      Walking Barefoot over thorns. In one Bleak night for us both We sent our feeling across an electric highway.      Finding comfort from miles away. We shared our Pain and in turn eased each others Sadness, With warm thoughts and gentle feeling, we held each other close. In this Busy World, rains of Sadness at times, we found each other. We found a Treasure, a wonderful Beam of Friendship, Caring,Gentleness and Compassion.

As I find that which illuminates from within,           sparking wonder life flows smoothly, easily Then when dark finds me,         its wings blind my sight,                 causing chills to my soul It slows to a crawl and ticking clocks abound. it is all I know and see. I pray, I wonder, I speak with others Hoping for a timely answer to give a further clue to the mystery.         But nothing yet has eased my roiling thoughts    Nothing stops the gears that move without restraint,  moving of their own design I pain in silence, driving for nothing            No sound of mine, only the world turning 'round me I speak noth

Standing in a Moment, Choose what you do, Tree lined, crumbling ruins, fading sunset to a night of the wonders of Magik Full of adventure, swords, dark elves, magic and excitement. Accelerate your conscious to the darkest depths of Hell Where you will kill and be killed. Slogging through splattered blood chunked remains Look through a window to the horror of reality Sit back and eat, drink, soak in the images mentally to feel them. Finally, there could be beautiful oblivion Which you may have Dream-filled sleep in the comfort of warmth and safety. The Center, Of the movement to apply to life at this point. Your choice, your adven

Sounds of the rusty locker doors closing The constant bell which rings loudly in your ear Warning us the time to go to class Like a herd of animals We enter small doorways Chalkboards resides on the walls Since the age of time One wall engraved with         Gary '78 I laugh at the idea of him now      An ex hippie Now conformed to a monopolized society The books slap us with facts The homework punches us with numbers My hand rubs my temple What will become of me      Is this all irrelevant? Walking down the halls I see    Those who try to hard    Those who do not try enough Bipolars           Bulimics ADD