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Of Carnal Desires

The Madman’s Tale - Nightmare Melodies Series

By CyCyPublished 6 months ago 2 min read
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Of Carnal Desires

Please note that this horror poetic series is dark and purely fictional. In no way shape or form it glorifies violence and other horrible behaviours.

Reader discretion is highly advised.

The walls speak.

They listen.

To every sin.

To every scream

Of your victims.

To every time they begged for mercy,

While you paced with a quill in your hand,

As you hum a new melody

To the royals that brought you bounty

For each kill.

Your infatuation knew no bounds.

You chased the high of each hunt.

You sing of love

That is born out of countless bodies

That went rotting

Six feet below the ground.

My dearest friend,

You've lost yourself

In melodies that haunt your brain.

You speak of a maiden

That only existed in tales!

A beauty so ethereal

That no Goddess can contest!

I've been with you through many journeys.

My love went unrequited.

Surrendered the thoughts of romance with you,

Only to find you at the mercy

Of the Devil that haunted your being.

You sought comfort through carnal desires.

With a sharpened knife grazing on their skin.

Your silver tongue licking the honey

Of fear and misery.

Your eyes went glazed

When you suckled on the nipples

Of the Fiery Abyss.

May the Gods have mercy,

Upon your lost soul,

And those who fell prey to your thirst.

You sang melodies of love,

Of carnal desires,

Born out of the pool of blood you shed

For the royals that brought you bounty

For each kill,

For each torture,

For each time you sang them melodies,

About this fair maiden

That only existed in tales

That no Goddess can contest!

You f*cked me with abandon.

Yet, you moan this nameless stranger

Throughout the night,

For every kiss,

And for every touch!

The walls could hear.

They spoke of your sins

Of your carnal desires

For this nameless fair maiden

That no Goddess can contest!

You sang of love,

Of carnal desires,

For the royals and I

Who pay you bounty

For each kill,

For our entertainment,

Which brought you further down

Into an incurable madness,

To an unquenchable thirst

For your carnal desires.


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Hi, I'm CyCy!

Thank you for reading. I truly appreciate it!

This is the 4th poem of my horror/thriller poem series called The Madman's Tale.

This came from a nightmare of mine where a bard "fell in love" with a siren. Did he know that she was a siren? We will see.

Shout out to one of my faves, Phoebus Apollo 🖤☀️

Thanks for singing these poems, guiding me with composing music, and showing me different types of art.

A true bestie here. xo

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran6 months ago

    Born out of the pool of blood you shed. I loved that line so much!

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