His name was Abysmal

His name was Abysmal

A Poem by Seraphic
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It's based on a novel am writing.

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Me n’ my armor of chitinous runes

Comes emboldened, pale shadows of ruin

Coruscating souls of the eternal damned

The abandoned chains of Abbadon Krog

In sunder times known the destroyer

Battled war and ruin alike

 

Me n’ my army of awakened nightmares

Summoned from blood and charred bones

Smoky purple clouds from within descend

The godkiller engulf in flames of affliction

Weapons of old forge in dooms of hells

Unleashed the scythe of two fold

Flitting in chaotic discord

 

He hacked bloody phlegm from his rotten lungs

Sporadic oozing miasma from his broken flesh of bones

Attempted a smile too ghoulish to describe

Beaming in his sudden epiphany of ambition

To walk the forgotten wastelands

To the end of the world where a throne awaits

 

In journey to attain disremembered sordid desires

Encountered Death stunned in trepidation

Again that ghastly smile attempting reassurance

Death surely flinched at that sight

Painful creak skeletal personage of Death bowed

To this creature whose name was Abysmal

The beauty of carnage

 

When realms above felt disconcerted

The eyes of all, blinded by mere idiocy of the fallen

Snowy leaves of winter’s grove

Marking the unknown flaw in nature’s cycle

By will of the flame, Anointed high prince sent

To deliver justice at the end of the world

 

Condoned to affect the greater apocalypse

Meshed and entwined in thick gelatinous darkness

As down fell the stars and off wail the gods

Malice and Infernal, daughters of the blood witch

Drank on blood, lust and blissful stupidity

Proclaim to offer their services to the rising chaos

The titanic spider weaves the web of morbidity

 

Me n’ my horn of magical hues

Sounded the call that summoned the Grave

For my foreseen glorious victory at the last battle

But on his path met Grave a champion of power

Deserting my cause in favor of Abysmal

Upon acknowledging his brother Death

 

At first glance at this champion of power

Beholden Grave a creature of horror

He turned and fled when accosted by him

Dire creature thinking otherwise fled after grave

From mutual dreadful and unseen foe

But for Death swift intervention

Pursued and suppose being chased for eternity

 

Adorned withered flowers of neglect

In the garden of choking smoke

Forged in fire, forged in death, Witness!

The sword named Grief worthy of its master

His name was Abysmal

The ghost of chaos


© 2012 Seraphic



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Greetings from the host of the contest "Of Blood and Eternity."

You seem to be crafting an epic for the ages here. This piece is very grandiose and for some reason reminds me of the game "Darksiders", which I have not had a chance to try just yet. At a glance, I would hazard a guess that it is to be a fantasy novel. And if your poetry is anything to go by, I would say you have a real shot at making a good writer and getting your works published. The amount of detail in this piece and the turns of phrase you use are great. You certainly have an interesting story unfolding in the lines of this poem.

Perhaps you'll post a chapter or two of the novel for us to read?

Either way, though I like and am impressed by your skill and writing style, I don't quite feel that your piece matches what I am looking for in my contest. I see blood, destruction, quests for dark glory and beasts and terrors most foul, but I do not see the connection to eternity. And this has nothing to do with vampires, though I dare say Abysmal would probably eat them for breakfast if this poem is anything to go by.

So thank you very much for entering my contest and sharing this piece with me. It was a very enjoyable read.

-Caradoc

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Greetings from the host of the contest "Of Blood and Eternity."

You seem to be crafting an epic for the ages here. This piece is very grandiose and for some reason reminds me of the game "Darksiders", which I have not had a chance to try just yet. At a glance, I would hazard a guess that it is to be a fantasy novel. And if your poetry is anything to go by, I would say you have a real shot at making a good writer and getting your works published. The amount of detail in this piece and the turns of phrase you use are great. You certainly have an interesting story unfolding in the lines of this poem.

Perhaps you'll post a chapter or two of the novel for us to read?

Either way, though I like and am impressed by your skill and writing style, I don't quite feel that your piece matches what I am looking for in my contest. I see blood, destruction, quests for dark glory and beasts and terrors most foul, but I do not see the connection to eternity. And this has nothing to do with vampires, though I dare say Abysmal would probably eat them for breakfast if this poem is anything to go by.

So thank you very much for entering my contest and sharing this piece with me. It was a very enjoyable read.

-Caradoc

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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