Лично Литературно Творчество, Какво пишете? Опции

[InsArtTure]

Значи темата е за личното творчество, било то проза, лирика или всякакви подобни.
Тук ще намерите част от моите писания. Има стихотворения и започнатата ми книга. Имайте предвид, че повечето неща са на Английски език.
Папката Кристиан съдържа неща на един съученик, не мои.

Кажете ако нещо ви е изкефило и давайте своите.

[scion_of_storm]

Mighty One,
Do you see all Christian lambs,
Blinded by light,
Raising against our reign which never ends?
Misguided they are in their ferocious and weak fight,
Making futile efforts to stop our might.
Is this their power-
To worship a feeble-minded God,
Instead of letting him rot?
Oh, eternal leader,
Bless our steel, let us join the battle with fever,
We shall slay all faithful sheep,
Carress them with weapons, cut their flesh deep!
Might and glory awaits us,
Crushing them down, rageous and vicious,
All in the name of darkness,
For the winter’s harshness

Lucifer!

Unleash the legions of Hell,
Forces so strong that are not to tell
Power of winter cold storms,
Might of demon sworn swarms!
We shall kill all…in the name of Satan…

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I could hear their desperate cries
Their weapons put down, their blood turned to ice,
Fear lurking in their eyes.
And a bloodlust we felt and we shouted:
“come forth eternal one, arise!”
A mist enshrouded us all,
Engulfed us but we still heard the call.
Call for revenge, call for war
We must win, even if driven by gore
Using the power of the unholy one’s lore…
And a thunder showed up, the sky tore
The enemies blinded,
Between us and them landed!
A dark figure stood there,
Emitting power, which no human can bear
And suddenly, there came the thought, just like a sin:
Is it Lilith, our lightbearing queen?
She raised her hand and as if in dream,
The path to victory, until now unseen
Was now clear!
We rushed in fight, having no fear,
Gone in delirium, driven by zeal
Washing with blood our infernal steel
Our enemy couldn’t resist
Their weak weapon fell from their fist…
A crimson sky shone after the battlefield,
Showing that unbreakable is the power we wield…

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I succumb to thee, my Succubus,
Hear my diabolical prayer,
Temptress of mortals, be my eternal soul-slayer,
For I, misled by the shine
Of all heavenly, celestial, now shall lie
Amongst all blessed to be praised
in the dark tranquility of darkness...
Divinity, oblivion awaits the ones forgotten,
As we, upon our exile rotten,
Will search for salvation,
For Our new reincarnation...
....Antichrist, led by faith of steel and blood....

Amongst the living creatures immense pain we shall bring,
In the Damned and Cursed name of our king,
Malice, wrath, unleash it....
Malice, wrath, unleashed...
Hear the sound of the vicious thunder
Become one with all in the land Under...

And now, my prayer is to an end,
Bring me forth, countess of this damned land,
Revive me,Enchant me,as I swear
Damnation in me I shalt bear,
Thus I shall come, to war
Against all faithful ones....


Бла-бла уотевър, имам и едно жалко подобие на книжле, но го нямам в електронен вариант.
Ето и по-скорошните ми две:

Защо понякога крилете ни биват скастрени?
Защо оставаме в мъката си-някъде там, нещастни...
И жадуваме все за свобода, пуста свобода
Да се реем по кристални дъги, чак до небосвода?
А може всичко една прозрачна илюзия е,
И тъгата ще ни удави в океан от скръб,
Захвърлени, отречени- все някъде, някъде там...
Безмилостен, безкомпромисен тласка ни животът
Към далечни брегове, към непознати нам земи
И очакват ни в радостта тръни
Сякаш паразити обгърнали красиво цвете,
Сякаш плачещо в тъмата дете..
А вкусиш ли веднъж тъгата, тази плесен
ЩЕ чуеш, ще разбереш жестоката й, злобна песен
Да, действително животът не е лесен
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Come to me, mortal soul
I am your master now, you'll heed my call
Upon our reign, you shall serve me well
Because before you stands the Keeper of Hell
No Holy Lord is here- you can't pray-
Only black gods, forbidden is the light of the day
You no longer belong to the misguided light-
No, from now on shall you worship the dusk and the night!
I am the one who will give you might
I am wielding your soul in my fist tight
Go, try to pray, call your fucking Lord
But didnt you know- he is being raped by the Unholy Horde
Now, shiver with fear, pathetic mortal
Because you near Hell's Portal
And you shalt rest no longer...