Friday, July 12, 2013

one last walk

ONE LAST WALK 
one last walk 
through the desert,
of the sands of time,
I am not thirsty,
not even hungry,
all I feel is
I am alive,
dreaming of a river
running through the heart of this dead land,
like an eternal serpent,
flowing through and through,
beyond the land far away unseen,
this is my last walk
through this desert,
of the sands of time.
I am on a pilgrimage,
to a shrine,
of my solitude so divine.
to offer a prayer ,
as an apology to a crime,
i keep walking,
without thirst ,
or hunger,
I just feel that I am alive.
I walk to the shrine,
covered under the dust,
hidden to the eyes full of lust.
i walk further to kneel and pray,
and ask for forgiveness,
for sharing my solitude.
*byron wolf*

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

INFERNAL SODOMY

BE A SUBJECT TO MY INFERNAL SODOMY
AND HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!,
CRY OUT LOUD TO THOSE YOU PRAY,
AND HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!,
I AM THE HATRED,
I AM THE PAIN,
I WILL TORMENT YOU TO EVERY NERVE OF YOUR BRAIN,
SO THAT YOU HATE ME MORE AND MORE!.
I RELISH YOUR PAIN,
I ENJOY YOUR SUFFERING,
COME HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!.
I RELENT AGONY,
I RELENT GRIEF.
BITCH HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!.
I WILL MUTILATE YOUR PRIDE,
I WILL DECAPITATE YOUR HONOR,
BITCH!!
HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!.
I AM NOT A LOVE MAKER,
I AM A TORMENTOR .
I WILL MAKE YOU SCREAM,
AS I THRUST INSIDE YOU,
AND YOUR GLORY WILL SUFFOCATE BESIDE YOU....
I WILL CRUSH YOU IN MY GRIPS,
AS YOUR SECURITY WILL VANISH IN THIN AIR.
STRIKING YOU HARD,
POUNDING YOU BRUTALLY,
RAISING THE PANDEMONIUM FROM YOUR SOUL.
BITCH!!!!
HATE ME MORE AND MORE AND MORE!!
TURN AROUND AND BEND DOWN
DON'T SHOW ME YOUR FACE,
KNEEL ON ALL FOURS,
YOU ARE MY SLAVE
I'LL SUBJECT YOU TO MY INFERNAL SODOMY,
BITCH!!
HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!
YOU HAVE NO OPTIONS,
NO HOPES,NO TOMORROW,
BITCH!!
HATE ME MORE AND MORE.
YOU ARE LOT HERE TO LET ME DO ANYTHING,
AS I THRUST IN YOU AT MY WILL,
DO NOT ALLOW ME TO TOUCH YOU,
OR ELSE I'LL LOSE MY JOY OF SODOMY.
THIS IS MY PLEASURE,
MY IMMORAL RITUAL.
AS I TORMENT YOU AGAINST YOUR WILL.
BITCH!!
DON'T EVEN DARE TO LOVE ME!
JUST HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!
YEAH!!
I AM NOT SATAN,NOT A DEVIL!
NOT A LUCIFERIAN OR FROM ANY UNDERGROUND CULT.
I AM JUST A HATE BREEDER,
SO JUST HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!
TURN AROUND AND BEND DOWN,
DON'T SHOW ME YOUR FACE,
KNEEL ON ALL FOURS,
AS I TORMENT YOU LIKE A WHORE YOU DESERVE!
BITCH!!
COME HATE ME MORE AND MORE!
I RELENT ON YOU ALL THE SODOMICAL VIOLENCE AND GORE!
BITCH!
DON'T EVEN DARE TO RELISH IT!
DON'T EVEN DARE TO ENJOY IT!
THE PLEASURE WILL BE ALL MINE!
WHILST THE SUFFERING BE YOURS!
BITCH!!
JUST HATE ME MORE AND MORE!!
YEAH!!

Tuesday, July 9, 2013

A KISS AT A TIME-A poem by myself

A KISS AT A TIME-BY BYRON WOLF
A kiss at time,
Is what all I need ,
One day in a while,
We tend to sow the seeds,
Of the happiness and joy,
We’ve always craved for.
And the perils and dangers
That we’ve always braved for.
All I want you to is to love me baby,
Lead me higher,
To a trance better than any world we ever knew.
Heal all my wounds like a flesh to sew.
All I want you to is to love me baby,
We don’t have to act all crazy.
Just take me higher,
To a trance where no one dared to go before.
Because a kiss at a time ,
Is all I need,
A day in a while
We tend to sow the seeds,
Of physical lust and emotional love,
Come girl take me higher,
You don’t have to make my world brighter,
So don’t glow out in the dark,
Let the dogs in the streets always bark.
As a kiss at a time ,
Is all I need.
Come on and sow the seed,
Of all your future deeds.
All I want you to is to love me baby,
You don’t have to do it to make me crazy,
Oh girl come and take me higher,
No need to make my world brighter.
Come on and make love to me in the dark,
Let me feel your breath ,
Within the sheets I feel your skin,
So warm and underneath,
Oh girl love me more,
All night long,
And more and more and more,
As the waves kiss the shore,
Oh girl I want you to explore,,,,,,,
As a kiss at a time
Is all I need,
Come on it is the time to sow the seed.
Love me more before you leave,
Life is too long to wait at a stop,
Come on and walk this path,
Besides me.
As a kiss at a time,
Is all I need,
Oh girl this is the time
To sow the seed…………
*BYRON WOLF*

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME

when you look at me?
 hmmmmmmmmmmhhhhh its a long thing to describe in one night,
as u make me forget the world around me,
and i don't even realize that a cloud surrounds me,
lightening n thundering just waiting to burst,
yet in this desert i am dying of thirst,
ohh when you look at me,
yeah when you look at me..
all my dreams form a string of memories,
trying to tell me some sort of stories.
of how i saw you in the walk of life
and my heart torn out by your beauty's knife.
its still not over,

as i sing out aloud to let you know,
what happens around,when you look at me 

Friday, April 26, 2013

MY INK

Let our ink speak out the thoughts that we hesitate to speak from the tongue .
Let our ink bleed out the truth to the world through vibrant metaphors.
Under the sky we all are equal but divided by thoughts and perception.
I agree with no caste creed or race.
I believe in no religion that urges to hate.
I believe in truth and i trust my ink.

THE SANCTUM OF MELANCHOLY


THE SANCTUM OF MELANCHOLY
committing the sins so unholy
fallen to disgrace so slowly
here i am bound in the sanctum of melancholy,
where grief and despair embark on my shoulders
forcing me to kneel to the glory of the darkness,
as far as i see i visualize nothing but emptiness,
madness is all around me darkness has once again found me.
sarcasm of the fate and i am running late,
should i run for life?
do i really have one?
or should i rest in the grave?
do i need peace of should i embrace noise?
i did what i should have never done,
Regarding you as the only one.
forcing me to drown in the river of infernal flames
you burdened my heart with your meaningless blames,
what i had for you in my heart was so holy,
and yet i am stuck in the sanctum of melancholy,,
*byron bloodlust*

CHALICE OF DAMNATION


Death pain destruction in your realm of sanity.
And your tears are a curse on humanity.
Doomed are you and so is your love.
As you feed on souls in pursuit of purity.
The sacrament of innocent blood in your chalice of damnation.
As i can see nothing else but a dark resurrection. 

Monday, February 18, 2013

WHEN YOU ARE HIGH

When you're high,
then you feel like
you're in the embrace of your love.
When you're high,
then you feel like you posses a treasure that people set to trove.
Tears falling from the eyes,
blurr my vision from those lies.
And i walk briskly on those smokey roads.
I let it burn
between my finger till the time i feel the heat.
So that i can know that i am alive when i can't even feel my heart beat.
When you're high
the stormy skies tend to be your friend.
And you set one of your own trend.
When you're high
the pain hidden under you comes to surface
and at the end it floats away.
When you're high
you don't ever know what's goin around,
but the past always comes to come alive when you're high.
From the inner sanctum of the heart,
comes a cry of loneliness,
but we rather take it as a glory of past.