True Sorcerer's Brew

Introverted Sage

In me stew
A True Sorcerer's Brew.
One skull or two
The blood of a few.

The team is all here.
We've come far and near.
Feasting on fears.
A riot their tears.

In this game that we play
Souls we've long since signed away.
Corpses now - we plan to stay
Come of night or come by day.

Drink up Life forces taken sad lost Souls.
Sweet juices pouring from our gaping holes.
Take a sip of me porridge if ye be bold.
Our side is the best so I've been told.

Appearances can deliver - quite the fright.
Entranced by me hair - stark as is white.
Designed and disgused as if seeing the Light.
Drained of your essence and your will to fight.

Now you are mine.
A new dull to your shine.
Dipped into this brine
Your Soul tastes Divine.

As you cry for the human life that you left behind.

~Introverted Sage~

  • Author: Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2023 22:38
  • Comment from author about the poem: Fun quick write for a contest on another site. Link to the contest if you're interested: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2838855-Rhyme-Me-This ▪️▪️▪️ ((Contest / Rhyme Me This [Picture prompt] Lead me to climb Inside your mind deep Inside your corpse to find vallies or hills, need something climb Whether good or evil I want It to rhyme.. Rules? What rules? 16 to 25 rhyming lines please. Enjoy and good luck ))
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  • peto

    Loved this one
    Especially the language used
    Authenticated the prompt
    Magic

    • Introverted Sage

      Thank you!
      These contests are so much fun!
      Win or lose - I always improve!
      I appreciate your comment!



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