nikki hays
nikki hays Poems
Dark and seductive wiccan am i
Standing watching taunting thee nigh
Feel my pressence as i reel you in
Smell dark red the blood and my sin
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I think of you often
But my lips are sealed
I see you at night
But i still hold it concealed
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Withered body heart and mind
For all the nights alone I've cried
Sorrow fills my every thought
To think that all this came to naught
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Evil grin slither thin
Power hungry lets begin
Battle faught
and battle won
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Twisted contorted darkness surrounds you
Nothing ever has changed in this place
You were darkness you were the shadow
You are the evil i see in your face
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Magical twisted river winding through the land before time
Silhouettes of lovers dancing on the sands
The birds first break of chourus into the morning light
And the first kiss of the sun on trees extracting from them glorious shades of green
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The night draws near
I hear your cries
Bloodied battle fields
Wasted lifes
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Homicidal maniac
That’s what they called him
All boys of 9 are boisterous
That’s what I say
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If I were but the daisy and you the wind at my petals, then I would feel no pain
If I were not by your side day and night loving you, I would know not gain
And if I were not to feel your touch, in the darkest of dark nights
Then I would not that I should live, without being by your side
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My dear friend death
I remember thee well
same horrid odour
same rancid smell
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lines, patterns, symbols, life
Bitterness and pain
trouble and strife
wounds from the past
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Her heart beat faster than the wings of a bird
Her kisses more gentle than a droplet of mist upon my lips
Her hands softer than the softest rose petal
These are my memories of the one that i loved
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Unfolding before me a saga
Tragedy untold
The miracle of life begins
The body soon goes cold
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Fingertips like claws run down my spine
These dreams surely cannot be mine
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Poor little fool crumpled and worn
From this life all you loved from your arms were torn
Sadness and sorrow the rest of your life
This is what follows you now day and night
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nikki hays Biography
As a child i was always the 'odd one out', i would spend more time reading and writing poetry and stories than i would playing with the other kids in the schoolyard. By the time i had reached high school, i had become quiet a confident writer and while other kids were spending their weekends at parties, i was rehearsing for shakespearean recitals and writing new poems for the next competition that would arise. I had spent many hours with my great grandmother learning the fine art of the english language and listening night after night during my school holidays to stories from the second world war. It is to her most of my military and historical writings are dedicated. I appreciate not all of my work is suited to every reader due to the variants in it, so please, if you dont like the first one you read dont be disheartened, these are my moods, feelings, emotions and thoughts on life, enjoy.)
The Best Poem Of nikki hays
Dark Witches Lament
Dark and seductive wiccan am i
Standing watching taunting thee nigh
Feel my pressence as i reel you in
Smell dark red the blood and my sin
Covered in flesh from the victims ive torn
Ripped and slashed for their loved ones to mourn
Sorrow as the funeral march goes
Slowly narrow streets all are closed
Taste what i have tasted tonight
Feel the terror run from me fight
Thriving on your pain and your fear
You can sense me knowing im near
I am the nightmare from books that are old
Forbidden to speak my name thats so old
Screeching you hear me ride after my prey
Ne'er bare they testimony of this day
Once i was weakened but now i am strong
Waiting patiently for this day for so long
Wiccan devil i hear them all shout
Let me hear them scream when their throats are ripped out
I show no mercy to the victims i chose
Lost men like children poor seduced fools
Siren enchantress mistress they call
But this dark witch queen shall be their downfall
Crawling the ground disembowled screams with no end
I thrive on your suffering your will i do bend
Beckoning to me the husbands of saints
Corrupting them taking them havoc and pain
Dark and seductive wiccan am i
Standing watching taunting thee nigh
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