tkb, dont dare play smart with me
besides, dont wriggle much
the pain will be minimal that way


Jeyythunder
sorry that was bloody to me
i hope you rot in jail too
girls are such beautiful creatures

ON BEHALF OF TKB
princesa
with your quota
of bloody poetry atide
it seems to be me
I smell pride
dripping from your cunny pen
like the graceful sword
of knights at bay,

better you leave
tkb and comely dive
for preys that quiver
thirstily for viscious blood
princess karashika
if they even
preys at all,

dive tall and fall
for they await splashed
on concrete floor that head
of yours that pours fully
the rhyming poems of hate and pride…

you could share some pain with him too
i dont mind atall
mr. saver
yours coming up shortly

@Oreshade
thank u very much. may God always come to ur rescue
amen!

karishika
u cannot do anything to me
all ur bloodsucking skills cant work.

for our little saviour

Them, in the Hades world
They are one proud goddess
Don’t let them hear those words
For With their grip you won’t know the essence
Of playing the divine god
To that soul who wronged
And reaped according to his work

But now you are in their clutch
Nothing shall save, not even a church
Oh! You will be dragged through Hades walls
Ripped through the heart like a human dog
Your screams shall be their song
Your pain be their fun
The blood oozing from your battered skin
Will be the wine on your death day
The surplus, stored in for the coronation day
Where another journey will be made by a queen
And on and on goes the death spree
The blood spill, the shrill bring
And you won’t do anything about it
Except have your dead carcass mixed for the concoction
And have male death spill for all generation
Now you know not to mess with the karashika queen
The poison ivy, the deadly queen of the coast
Cos she don’t do mercy, she brings death.

tkb417:

@Oreshade
thank u very much. may God always come to ur rescue
amen! he's dead too

karishika
u cannot do anything to me
all ur bloodsucking skills cant work.

even your spirit is a tasty meal
keep running your carcass jaw
my dogs should me help me out here

even your spirit is a tasty meal
keep running your carcass jaw
my dogs should me help me out here

shut ur dirty mouth

that my dear,
is adding salt to the already salted stew
and stop smiling too, in Hades, smiling is a big offence even for spirits

whos ur dear?
someone u want to suck his blood? nope, im not ur dear

offcourse you aint my dear you are my deer so to speak
bring those juicy blood for me suck
hope you are on diet too

witch!!!!

u cant do jack u this fcking jezebel. besides, i buzzed ur damn ID on ur profile on YIM, blood suckers dont chat or what?
evil child

witches dont chat with their prey na
you should be oozing blood not chatting
or wriggling in pain not tryin to bribe a witch
be warned


^{p.s am at work cant chat, just add me we will chat when am online my yim}

added u already witch

at work too

CORONACH TO PRINCESA
as the moon was looking

at mid night just after dusk
deep in the thick forest arch

I lay beneath the shrubs
to see well screams
of a nude witch with scars

dwindle in the hades
slowly slowly splinters
of ichor dawn the forest
and the life still lingers right

so she screams so fright
that her dreadful soul walks to the hades
but it sourfully lingers
ungone swaying aback

tkb again stands
over her and thrusts
repeatedly in her navel
a sharp rod to pull

her curly abdomen
so she cried with pain
as it curled itself out

with blood dripping
on the dusty sands

even then she wasn't dead

for she is a witch
tkb again thrusts

his blunt sword
by her nipples
to cut off

fountain of blood
pour on trees
and on tkb's face
wet and tough

but she still cries
for her vicious life
to walk away fast
like the cool comet
in the clear clouds

now flat her breasts lay

but tkb still
feared she could
live so he struck
right in her lips
of screams
the sword
which pierced
her neck
right
in
the soil
to hook
down
her life
and
her dreadful
screams,

the fifth stanza is a five line stanza,the second line ends of that stanza ends at 'soul', so pincesa stop screaming your rhyming lines of bloody poetry for you will soon bleed to death from the blunt sword of tkb while I watch and smile at the death of a witch, tkb have got your back fear not,

Oreshade
man, ure the best!!!

ill give u my sister if ure not married
thanks

you are giving your sister to a dead man dude
but when did spirits and walking dead have choices

anyway Orehsade

oreshade:

CORONACH TO PRINCESA
as the moon was looking

at mid night just after dusk
deep in the thick forest arch

I lay beneath the shrubs
to see well screams
of a nude witch with scars

dwindle in the hades
slowly slowly splinters
of ichor dawn the forest
and the life still lingers right

so she screams so fright
that her dreadful soul walks to the hades
but it sourfully lingers
ungone swaying aback

tkb again stands
over her and thrusts
repeatedly in her navel
a sharp rod to pull

her curly abdomen
so she cried with pain
as it curled itself out

with blood dripping
on the dusty sands

even then she wasn't dead

for she is a witch
tkb again thrusts

his blunt sword
by her nipples
to cut off

fountain of blood
pour on trees
and on tkb's face
wet and tough

but she still cries
for her vicious life
to walk away fast
like the cool comet
in the clear clouds

now flat her breasts lay

but tkb still
feared she could
live so he struck
right in her lips
of screams
the sword
which pierced
her neck
right
in
the soil
to hook
down
her life
and
her dreadful
screams,

you are good wizard option
but too bad your blood tastes better as a prey

this is a sequel to your everlasting pain man

A witch never dies
Not because she’s eternal
Or that those axe piercing her heart
Aint worth the damage to make her die
But because she’s got more of her transposed on every one
And each day there is a harvest of soul
Not only in Syracuse but the world in whole

Now you’ve got the talent
Bloody red to the palette
A good wizard option
But never! You are better sucked on
Slit nipple, torn breast, blood oozing
Is a sweet-pain, fun better with its dozen
A witch might pluck her eyes
Just to add more blood to the game
While his _(Tkb) axe cut through her heart
Her fellows clap to the pain
Don’t you get it? It’s a continuous ritual
Whether on her or on some prey, it’s so very mutual

I see you a die hard one
This to them is a test to their effect
Cos now killing you won’t bring the game
No! Neither adds to the play
Not even initiation to Hades
Though you possess their in built trait
That is revenge, bloodiness, incessant hunger for avenge
We will never have an uncleanse mixed with the pure breed
So they have a better plan with you
Hold your breath, and wait for their return


how do you like them now

I smell fear oh witch of the underworld, now that you do not want to die lets the public's opinion on who is dead in the both of us, i think that is a better way to die,though am going to the killer blow soon I do not want to take your screams of fear as a sign of you still living,

OH! YOU CAN EASILY TRANSFER YOUR EMOTION OF FEAR TO MOI
ITS ONLY NATURAL, ATLEAT A LAST CHANCE AT FEELING ON TOP OF THINGS
BUT ENJOY UR FREEDOM WHILE IT FUCKING LAST

Oreshade
dont let that witch patronize u o
if u can kill her, pls do.

she scares me 4 real. im gonna enlist the support of some wizards in the house
farotika comes to mind (the in-house babalawo)

tkb417:

Oreshade
dont let that witch patronize u o
if u can kill her, pls do.

she scares me 4 real. im gonna enlist the support of some wizards in the house
farotika comes to mind (the in-house babalawo)

its actually the other way round
but i dont give a hoof of what he does or you do
and go call babalawo
but best assured that we are in the same line,
but one might over-rule others

"put the fucking ring on it or get killed"

@Princess

Well this is soo dayum funny that I shared it with family and friends. You are something else. T'was like, off the chair, on the floor, DWL

if you mean my signature
ohwell, you know guyz for whom they are, if you dont take
very harsh action, they wont know you are serious and comply

DEAD SHE LAY
as dawn arose
the county oozed
and vultures swayed
of breakfast so early

i lingered to see
the nude witch
as she lay dead
in forest thick

with congealed
black-reddy blood
stagnant on path
of scars and pain

etched on her skin
like the tear of claws
from blood thirsty beast
so pale she looked

with eyes closed down
she lay frightly fallow
legs apart filled with
mucor and sticky pus

unlike the old days
she lay to hades
not on the gallow
but in the hands of tkb

with his blunt sword
to inflict sweetened pain
not the fast sharp death
of no vengeful recourse

there she lay dead I say
with no screams to reach
just the lifeless carcass
as a lesson to teach

other witches that wallow
in the dark groping for preys
to think of a day dead in forest
like logs maggots having to dine

on you while you say nohing,

very bloody keep it up
but i wonder why u neva come with revenge but avenge
yours up soon

hmmmm, sum good shit here,

but, damn, scary
very scary.

and
too serious, too bloody, ,

_{walks off, looking nervously at his back}

dont run join in the bloody fun

am a lover,
not a fighter,
a thriller,
not a killer,

blood, smite. sword, suck. prey. . . . . . . . . .
damn
what happened to words like. . . . . . .
love, breasts, yansh, kiss, smooch, long tin

just send d sole surviving female to me
i will treat her right

sure,
the witch dnt mind suck . . . . . ._{on blood}
or cuddle . . . . . _{your dried bone}
or kiss . . . . _{in their numbers, the blood dripping from ur heart}
but one thing,
the witches dont mix pleasure with pain
and if you want their protege . . . . _{surviving female}
you pay with your blood and shrills

ehen, haaaaaaa

thank u, don't mention.

i wish i am sorry
but being possesed  _{in this thread only}
am not