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Array ( [sid] => 131549 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Four Horsemen [time] => 2007-02-08 20:45:53 [hometext] => Thou not repent...Thou not regret thy sins ... [bodytext] => The Four Horsemen


Black feathered Horsemen, come screaming down to Earth
Like twisted horrors of unbearable nightmares
From desolated shattered souls come forth;
Their eyes burning black celebrating lifelessness

War, the name given to the first to come,
Many bones shattered, rivers of blood shed,
In the name of allmighthyness this was done
And men lost their souls in the face of dread.

The second Horseman, Famen he was called,
He who forever hungers withins us all,
The one who turns the souls into solid cold,
Souls of the brave who've fallen and shall fall.

The third horseman, with poison in his heart,
Pestilence he named himself, true to his name he was
And mastered means of torture, to him it was art.
He destroyed those men's poor, sadend, souls.

Death has reared it's throne on many blooded bones.
The fourth an final horseman, who bathed in blood soaked hate
Had come to claim all souls, and sadden many homes,
It came with hate in eyes, and its darken reign create.

It is a time of fears, a time of hate
Flee little men, but it is only fate.


OK...there definatly are some mispellings so point them out please. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 399 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Deathbringer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
The Four Horsemen

Contributed by Deathbringer on Thursday, 8th February 2007 @ 08:45:53 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The Four Horsemen


Black feathered Horsemen, come screaming down to Earth
Like twisted horrors of unbearable nightmares
From desolated shattered souls come forth;
Their eyes burning black celebrating lifelessness

War, the name given to the first to come,
Many bones shattered, rivers of blood shed,
In the name of allmighthyness this was done
And men lost their souls in the face of dread.

The second Horseman, Famen he was called,
He who forever hungers withins us all,
The one who turns the souls into solid cold,
Souls of the brave who've fallen and shall fall.

The third horseman, with poison in his heart,
Pestilence he named himself, true to his name he was
And mastered means of torture, to him it was art.
He destroyed those men's poor, sadend, souls.

Death has reared it's throne on many blooded bones.
The fourth an final horseman, who bathed in blood soaked hate
Had come to claim all souls, and sadden many homes,
It came with hate in eyes, and its darken reign create.

It is a time of fears, a time of hate
Flee little men, but it is only fate.


OK...there definatly are some mispellings so point them out please.




Copyright © Deathbringer ... [ 2007-02-08 20:45:53]
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Re: The Four Horsemen (User Rating: 1 )
by trackiller2006 on Thursday, 8th February 2007 @ 09:42:22 PM AEST
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Absolutly Beautiful! Hands down the best I've read in a LONG time! You have a gift for the Dark Arts, never hide that.

Jason


Re: The Four Horsemen (User Rating: 1 )
by lostrelic on Thursday, 8th February 2007 @ 10:24:24 PM AEST
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a great peom of fate and image nice write
like the flee little men part


Re: The Four Horsemen (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Friday, 9th February 2007 @ 12:17:28 AM AEST
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Misspellings: desolated (desolate), allmighthyness (almightiness), famen (famine), sadend (saddened), it's (its, line 17), an (and), darken (darkened[?]), and...

definatly (definitely). Heheh.

Not too bad, though. It's a bit wordy, but most of the word choices are pretty good. Nice effort. On behalf of the four horsemen, thanks.

- War




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