Poems
Collection written by Wolsal
(2024-2025)
Beelzebub-
Bringer of havoc, of madness whatnot.
Ever bearing the presence of the king of rot.
Even in the dark, he watches you, the power of insanity only grew.
Lord of the flies and lord of them all, head of lies and mouth of gall.
Zealous and manic and rotted and cruel, dig down in the dirt and you’ll feel it consume.
Effective their game, his powers became, lies of a prophecy twisted in vain.
Brewing in hatred, consumed by sin, give into the madness and let him in.
Unfortunate a tragedy and nothing to gain, a morsel of hope of freedom began.
Behold a new light, the vessel of spite, make way for the armageddon, make way for the blight, the slaughter of the new faith is ready to strike.
Broken Botany-
Petals of pain and sap of blood, beds of bush and wounds of gum.
Blooming disdain, and blossoming dread.
Ever growing seedlings burrowed in his head.
Scream and cry and beg for relief, remain chained in dirt and madness shall feast.
Of fight and hunger, blight and demise, the fifth rose up, ready for the final reprise.
Harvest the faith and bite into the love, mice and men doomed to sow mistakes of the dead.
Oh Rat-
Oh rat of havoc, oh rat of grief, last of a pack, clutch chalice of hate for a burning relief. Run while you can, and scamper away. Oh rat of grief, you were left to decay.
Flower-
Feast on the neurons and sever the ties.
Leave behind order, run off your mind.
Overzealous king, brain far gone.
Woe of a god consumed by scorn.
Envy misplaced, the culprit disguised.
Revere the spirit with no one to mourn.
Mourn-
A voice forgotten, and manners too. Forever forgotten those cloven hooves. A ghost of a person you never knew, mourn for the dead and come back anew. Grieve and repent for a brother long gone, but actions of impulse cannot be undone. Pray for forgiveness on your very last day, the voice of the prophesied now washed away.
Ghost-
What did you sound like?
You can’t quite remember.
Brothers in arms now forced to surrender.
Hold onto yourself tight and don’t dare to let go, your mind is long gone but your eyes are a window.
Peer into the panes to see a dead soul.
Forgive and forget, but you’ve forgotten the first.
The king of rot, with a head full of nill.
Sanity wanes and as does your will.
A broken spirit trapped in a body long since stilled.
Breathe new life into the unwilled.
Deny the deceased and trap the killed.
Stamp down and silence the lowly pleas of bereaved, for a god like themself has no need to grieve.
Shatter-
The cries of a man whose spirit lay broken.
Ignore and neglect the unsightly misfortune.
A fortune shattered into shards of mistrust.
Read the leaves and break the cup.
Scatter the truth and cover up guilt.
You know what you did, and you cannot undo.
He’ll be your sin eater, for one thing is sure.
The one thing he shan’t spill is the awful truth.
Think no evil-
Do not listen and do not tell, never come clean and never fall for the truth. Never to listen and ignore again. Hear no evil.
Blabber and bumble and talk over reason. Cords snapped clean, sever the ties. Don’t allow words to say any meaning. Speak no evil.
Turn a blind eye, do not reveal. Secrets hidden remain concealed. Don’t look back, and don’t look forwards. See no evil.
Regret a small action, a helping hand. Proactivity fulfills a grander plan. Run your heart out, save the dead. Do no evil.
Rot and decay, pay for mistakes. Don’t remember the plan, don’t remember your face. Commit the sins but don't lose your head. Think no evil.
Rat poison-
Reprehensible slaughter, indiscriminate death, spread the murder like the plague, for the lives ended at the point of a blade.
Always running and skittering away, running from an enemy, taking shelter in the day.
Triumph and conquer those innocent and untrained
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Hack at the devoted and give way for the king.
Teeth rip and gore at the tender delicate skin.
Try as you may to run scamper and hide, the prophecy of damned has never lied.
Plague a nation yet awaiting the fallout of sin.
Small skittering claws catch in the tangling roots.
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Tiny vermin will never withstand the bitter truth.
In darkness and tragedy and a wiccan wicked god.
Not a chance of escape nor a chance of forgiveness.
You stand here now, at the end of the line, drink from the flask, for it's now time
Undertake a task unbefitting for your kind.
Ripe for the picking and rotten to the core, your mind has run for the very last time.
Little of stature and smaller of spirit.
Come closer, fate’s calling, and you might as well meet it.
Oath of loyalty, a destiny met, your death beckons you, and you shall no longer fear it.
Malevolent grin, a god long forgotten, back from hell to wreak havoc with a new vessel.
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Rat of vermin and creature of filth.
Attack from the shadows and spill guts without guilt
Try to deny it, face the wrath of a hilt.
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Bring yourself closer to the brink of madness.
In the cold light of chaos, accept the never ending duress
Brew a new thought, make up your mind.
Life comes to an end and everyone dies.
Enter my domain… It is time.
Sin eater-
Matted fur, curved horns, made of you a cheater, with this offering to him he will be your sin eater
Homewrecker-
Hide in plain sight, stay shrouded in a crowd.
Over again you destroy the faithful, horrid foul beast nothing more than a heartbreaker.
May you pray for forgiveness from the divine up above, but you are not the one who shall pray for his love.
Every time you pray to the ever divine graces, know he is a man with many different faces.
Wherever you go, and whatever you do, you can’t brush aside the feeling he's hiding something from you.
Rabid child, rabid man, one of the same and yet doomed to fall away.
Evermore you wonder, what if I could do it again, would I make the same mistakes, were they ever even so?
Cry as you wake, bright light cradling above.
Know what you may, you shall never tell.
Eager eyed creature, dull minded alike.
Regret forever the events of that night.