Laying on dark net
Challenging the law
Rape, murder, suicide
And what not!
"DARK WEB"
(Read poetry in the caption)-
17 FEB 2018 AT 13:51
27 MAR AT 6:44
In the realm of dark red
(Slide to read)— % &Thrown her on the bed
With her hardly opened eyes
Cluffing her hands to edges
And ankels cluffed to the wide...
Helpless laying naked on the bed
Introducing her to the flames of red
Clamping her nipples in hard pinch
Raising her desires to the peak...
Screaming in the pleasure of love
Silent her with ball gag in her mouth
Teasing her curves with feather to rise
Just to alleviate her pain of life...
Blindfold her to the malivore of dark
Before the journey to start & sun to rise
Buckled her neck with collar right
Holding its leashe in his hand tight...
Shoving her anal with the right toy
Rubbing his cock on her edging petals
Marking his position to stroke in harder
Making her gasping her breath...
In the pain and pleasure of the red
Marking her bosom with hard flogger
He intends to make his love harder
In a rhythmic strokes of her moans...
Making a long session of this hell
She oozed in times and he filled her womb
Full of love with pleasure in their life
They made there best morning in their life...— % &-
8 MAY 2020 AT 15:07
THE RED ROOM
Away from peace
Wailings and weepings prevail
Pain and groans cease not
Heaven's door shut.
The earth becomes a danger zone.
When death is a best decision,
My fate was inextricably intertwined,
And I bid the world bye.
And the heat was intense
Souls were deeply stuck in molten larva
The raging fire refused to burn them
Their anguish could tell it isn't a palatable experience.
In perpetual bondage, they are
And torments day and night
I woke up and it was all a trance
My being reshaped by the holy book
Realising the last episodes of the world.
©Verapaul & Leasmart-
11 MAY 2020 AT 6:56
RED ROOM
It isn't always easy to see what's on the inside,
But I know I'm not alone in here,
Blurry that my eyes hurts to tears,
Veil covered with memories and regrets,
Yet, I feel something strange hovering here,
My perfection rod was bent half into two
For evil lurks in the shadow,
Death sentence came quicker than I brooked,
Then I heard the doorknob unlatched,
and a deafening shriek accompanied the door opening,
Oh vanity, stop this crime in my mind,
What could this be?
As blood spills on the floor,
I feel a grip on my soul,
Stains on the warlord's sword,
A haunt within and without,
As it pressed against the walls of the young gladiator's neck,
Tears finally found the way out,
For fear is written all over the place,
Now, I feel as though some thing is out for me,
Revealing the corpse on the patriarch,
I feel it!
For how long would death continue,
As it comes crawling out of the shadows,
When the only problem was one to be rebuked,
But it seems I'm in its haven,
This is none other than the gate of Hell.
©Kendris ©Flick-