I am a Monster!

Things happen, but I leave this one to your own imagination. Giving one a chance to dig into their own thoughts and maybe even leave them here behind.

Frankenstein’s Monster with my favourite comic Heroine Vampirella

I am a Monster

I’m a monster
glued together
by old scars
of a loving era
An abomination
unloved and hated
ripped from limb to limb
left to bleed
and find death.
Stitches ruffled
Hiding the wounds
behind the ugly
I pass on for normal
have beauty stolen away
from the scrunching heart
that is not mine.
Wanting to give life
where it was taken.
My monstrous soul
to reek of sadness
and poisonous revenge
a nightmare in slumber
I forge my own life.
I am a Monster
unloved and hated
by the people around me!

©Ranting Crow2014-’16

Promise to Death!

Art by Kxg Witcher

Promise to Death!

I can get down
on my knees
And plead to your
kindness.

Truth be told
I know you.
Better than
anyone.

With head raised
I won’t apologize
or say I’m sorry
for the choices
I  once made
for the sake of life.

Was it not our own
promise, pact
never to regret
the motions we set.

You and I
Are no different.
Cut from the same
wood, brothers.

The grinding past
passed away
deepened our
history, under
monstrous lies
the future’s soil.

We will be
under buried rubble
dusting the engraving
is but a weeping storm.

I’m sorry
only kills our heart
separate the truth
between both

OUR Graves.

©Ranting Crow2014-’16

This is about me making a promise to myself after burying the past filled with al kinds of horror and shit. Never to look back at the choices made without forgetting where I been and came from. Awaiting to be buried with my sins when the time has come. Until then I will make the best of my life.

Dark Soul!

This is inspired by MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Though I should say I only used 8 words. SO basically I did not meet their prompt. Nonetheless it brought you this.

Dark Soul!

In its silvery glare
dark shadowy tattoos
are cast across the city
in which my nyctophilia
blooms and escapes
the insignificant mondain.

Reflected lights
transcend on the beast
through transparent skin
of a cocoon structure.
Veins siphon life
into its heart.

Black  liquid.
pulses on its surface.

Erogenous
awakening cries
Fill the skies.

Terrorize the wandering
souls,
echoes from the cavities
of this broken town.
thrill my body.

Irregular beats
consumed by a desire
to clench my thirst
With warm sweetened
crimson liquids.

©Ranting Crow2014-’16

For what it is worth I am in love with the night. It is by far my most favourite time of the day. I have been called a nightcrawler for many years and caused me lots of trouble as well as I find it easier to adjust to the night than day.

Wings of Sadness!

Not quite sure where I am at the moment or where I was when I wrote this. Somewhere I might have heard the bells and bring me back to a darker place of my heart.

Wings of Sadness!

Through the valley
under gates of clouds
chimes an echo
of copper bells in shrouds.

High reaches the tower
caretaker of time
pointing to the heavens
an overture pantomime.

Wind embracing
the fallen with empty glares
Welcomed by the sun
his timid glistening tears.

A heart buried
with blooded hands
Left thoughts entangled
in dangerous umbrage.

Life and death
met in solemn place
for many moons
a memory carved in stone.

Through the valleys
on wings of sadness
chimes an echo
of a dying dream.

©Ranting Crow2014-’16

Stalker Valentine!

Stalker Valentine!

Pardoning my language
and use of words.

Written from the corners
of anonymity.
This cowardice attempt
subsequent fear to be disliked
You are to be my Valentine.

To disdain for an answer
out into the open.

I hide in the shadows
created by your radiance
My indifference the chain
that rattles around my heart
whenever you smiled my way.

Never should a promise
be turned into a lie.

Your tears and pain from
mercilessly discarded
by disloyal men.
My hatred a furious flame
to their animosity
Setting my love for you on fire.

Forever the bandage
to your broken heart.

Forever yours.

©Ranting Crow2014 -’16

This is an attempt to do something out of bounds, out of my comfort zone. Or is it! I had so much fun writing this, to the point it almost felt natural. Okay that may make me a creep.

It was made possible thanks to the prompts at the Reverie Journal. Join in with some great writers.

Somehow it turned out to be Romantic in a stalker kind of way.