by | | FlashFiction
The little dark ones jump around in delight
Clinging onto every thing they could find
“Come and join us in the merry parade!
We will drink and dance in the fires.”
Their slithering forked tails
and evil dark eyes peering out
Uh no, they are the devil in disguise!
Their horns don’t deny, they chase the weak and feeble!
Whispering intentions into their ears, whispering misdeeds to be done!
They chomp greedily onto their host’s flesh, like a parasite
Stronger and stronger they grow, now the minion is a monster!
The monster takes control of the host’s body
Controlling their every movement every step,
Their karmic retributions grow more and more
The devil is born, and has to suffer in hell when the hollow shell is decayed.
by | | FlashFiction
She lives in the night
Her endless thirst for blood, the need for speed.
She is unable to contain her hunger… her thirst
For more. and more. and more. Blood.
She strikes under the full moon
Blood splattering across the walls
As she wield a knife in her hands
The warm oozing reddish liquid dripping
from the sliced throat of a frozen body
She prepares to consume her meal by
licking up the fresh dripping blood from
The slit throat of her victim.
An insatiable desire to suck his blood dry
As it drips out of the slitted line.
She finishes her meal and speeds into the night
Before dusk.
by | | FlashFiction
A hidden cove of treasures
That no one found
Till now…
It sparkles
Under the dim lit skies
A tiny gem
That was never polished
You picked it up
And waited
And waited…
For it to reveal
its secrets
That lies within the hidden cove of treasures.
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The glass was sent shattering onto the floor. Fresh blood stains were dripping across the walls. She cuddled up at the far end of the room and buried her head in her knees. More items were sent crashing onto the floor, splitting in a thousand broken pieces.
Somehow she always felt that her heart had stopped beating a long time ago. She felt numb to everything that happened around her, her eyes were in a fixed daze and nothing seems to move. She wanted to feel again, but an invisible barrier blocked her from any form of emotions.
She jerked out of the nightmare and opened her eyes. She tried to adjust her eyesight to the darkness before reaching out to turn on the lamp shade at the side of her bed. “Its just a dream…” She consoled herself. She took a few deep breath, it felt like everything had happened for real. She took out her pills from the drawer with her shaky hands and swallowed them hastily.
She got up from her bed and went onto the computer. “5.00 A.M” She checked the time. It was always the this time when she would wake up from her sleep. She did not understood why but continued doing her work when everyone else was asleep. She felt safer that way, she felt safer to sleep when the sun was up. She was practically living like a vampire, except that she doesn’t drink blood.
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Sulky little cat, licking its paws
Not giving a glance, a spoilt kitty it is
It pounces on the table and knocks off the lamp
it succuries out into the door before it is caught
Adorable little cat, looking up with big round eyes
An innocent reflection of a child, so huggable
It curls up in a ball to sleep in a soft basket
What a lovable kitty cat it is.
by | | FlashFiction
If i am losing touch of myself
Then what i am isn’t who i am
What i am displaying is artificial
Flavoured, coloured and packaged
On the supermarket shelves like all
the other products in the market
whereby people will come and pick
and choose which they would like
to purchase home with the amount
of money they have in their pockets
before consuming it when they are
hungry.
by | | FlashFiction
Breaking physical reality apart
Into a million small molecules
The power of the mind, to create to manipulate
Forms of perceptions, what is real and false.
The dance of sinister laughter
Of smiling faces and evil intentions
Of goodwill and tender loving care
Break reality apart, and hear the vibrations
The music of trees singing
The unspoken voices of spirits
The angels that hold us in their arms protecting us from harm.
Let reality reveal its true forms…
Fade, fade with the distance
There are no colours… only a white binding light
All else are illusionary.
by | | FlashFiction
An evil demon resides in me
It battles for superiority, for domination
It kills and thrist for blood
Struggling to break free
From the chains of love
It fills my void with
Nightmares, torture, bloodshed
When i try to wake up from
this horrifying place I
struggle against the demon
Who pulls me back
and feeds on my sorrows
A limping creature
A prey of predators
Bleeds. To. Death.
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A wild beast lurks in the forest, it has gone hungry the past few days. He camouflages himself in the bushes, waiting to pounce when time is ripe. Its previous attempts to capture its prey were met in vain. He waits and waits for the moment to come.
The nymph of the forest called out to him, “Aren’t you hungry for a meal?… I have plenty of flesh here for you.” His hunger controlled his mind as he raced through the forest towards the direction of her flowing sweet voice. He rested beneath a tree as he peered out into the open lake, it was dawn and the moon was clearly reflected on the surface of the still waters.
The nymph rose out of the waters after sensing his presence, her long flowing hair covered her naked body as her tender skin glowed under the moonlight. He salivated, laying his eyes on the feast presented in front of him. He could not control his desire, he wanted to sink his teeth into her soft flesh and feel the warm blood dissolve through his throat. He came out of his hiding place and walked cautiously towards the lake, his mind filled with desire to consume her.
“You can consume my naked body, just come closer to me.” She smiled with a hint of seduction. He walked closer towards the lake… all ready to consume his meal.
—–to be continued.
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The spiral down and down the endless stairs
Circling into oblivion, into eternity
The marble white steps guide the way
Into the dark abyss of the soul
Her crystal heels tread on the steps carefully
One missed step, and all will crumble down
It was her alone, walking down the stairwells
Towards the answer in her heart
Her fragile crystal heel broke into two pieces
She fell deeper and deeper into the void
An endless pit of darkness with no end
The hellish nightmare has began
