Illustration By Poet Rummager


Her dark soul did depart.

Climbing toward heaven
it tumbled and fell
and quietly arrived
in a town called hell.

And their flesh is burning,
and the dead keep dying,
pleading for an end,
but Lucifer is lying.
Wretched faces embedded
upon spikes of old.
Their wicked past,
to the highest bidder sold.

Weeping blood tears
for a depraved past,
the newcomer
is into a furnace cast.

Whispers a dancing demon
with a practiced sign,

Your soul is my soul
and forever you shall die.



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Published by Dead Donovan

SlasherMonster Magazine

17 thoughts on “Damned

  1. Nothing says Christmas like a hellish poem! Thanks for kicking off our December in SMM land with poetry as sinister as it is beautiful, Alan darkling. xo

    Fly, you made my drawing even lovelier with your magic, and I was gonna tell you to bring the subjects down lower to the fiery ground but forgot — but you did it anyway! Please continue reading my mind, bro…. hmm.. on second thought, maybe not (for your own protection!)!! 😀

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  2. Tear no more cried the evil
    those who weep have not a pass
    To help and what lies beyond
    We only take soul not emotions
    We haven’t anytime for the fool
    Save your tears for your SOUL
    For when you pass
    Those tears will quench
    For It’s hot in here


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