Vordr

Old spirit without a name Yet she is known by all It lurks in the fire and flame Shining blue and cold Looking at the poet writing Watching the sleep of a child Always prepared to strike Like a blade in the back Shape-shifter she is A were-flame flickering In terror she bathes With razor-wings and claws Though she comes with harm In lents to rip your heart She fears the loneliness And yearns for the warmth

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Thee jaws Little saws A hundred teeth Y-incision Piercing skin Suck the blood Consume ten times The body weight Prolonged bleeding After leaving A year between Could pass with meals

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

At the end of the road Th beginning of my way Walking under the trees Shades of green The voice of wilderness Soothing and fuel of life Within the branches The sun flickers A brand new light For a brand new friend The soul within me I finally have found

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025