Showing posts with label disguise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disguise. Show all posts

Monday, November 9, 2020

Sunday, September 30, 2018

UNMASKED


Wednesday, May 16, 2018

THE DISGUISE




The Dead can appear in disguise
And change forms in front of your eyes.
They peer at you from a hidden eye.
Like a raindrop falling from the sky.
THE DEAD GAME


Monday, February 19, 2018

THE DEVIL HIDES HIS FACE




He has come for me.
I’ll never be free.
He comes this night.
Fear at first sight.

He claims his love.
But he’s no dove.
He’s evil as can be.
Always searching for me.

I must hide until morning.
Or the town will be mourning.
The devil hides his face.
I know his deadly pace.

His footsteps ring hollow.
Steps quicken to follow.
He sings a sweet song.
I know I’m not wrong.

The devil is right behind me.
Even though his face I can’t see.
He has me in his grasp.
I cry out with a gasp.

He kisses me with passion.
I know this is his fashion.
To take what is not his.
And make me only his.

THE DEAD GAME

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

UNMASKED


UNMASKED
Show me your face.
Reveal your true colors.
Take off your mask.
What lies underneath?
Without your arrogant facade.
Your roguish manner.
Your flirty ways.
What lies underneath?
Walk to me.
As yourself.
Without lies.
So I can see what lies...


Show me your face.
Reveal yourself.
Take off your mask.
What lies underneath?

Without your arrogant facade.
Your roguish manner.
Your flirty ways.
What lies underneath?

Walk to me.
As yourself.
Without lies.
So I can see what lies underneath.

Let the mask fall to the ground.
Let it break.
Shatter to pieces.
I can now see what lies underneath.

Monday, July 3, 2017

HE’S BACK


I hear the birds in the trees,
Singing in the warm breeze.
They know who will soon come
To the beat of the drum.
Wolf is back in book two.
He can be me or you.
In another body,
He will be somebody
We all know from book one.
He’ll still be The Dead...


I hear the birds in the trees,
Singing in the warm breeze.
They know who will soon come
To the beat of the drum.
Wolf is back in book two.
He can be me or you.
In another body,
He will be somebody
We all know from book one.
He’ll still be The Dead one.
Come and join us in the game.
I promise it won’t be lame. 
THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, May 29, 2016

LET’S PLAY


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Smoke covers our town.
Shades of purple, green, and blue.
A disguise for The Dead.
It descends in a cloud.
To walk our streets.
To enter our homes.
We have our own tricks.
Our own disguises.
Come and let’s play.
THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, May 15, 2016

IN DISGUISE




The Dead can appear in disguise.
As people like you and me.
They can change forms to hide.
Like a raindrop falling from the sky.
THE DEAD GAME

Sunday, September 14, 2014

EVIL ALWAYS FINDS A WAY



The castle’s walls look thick and sturdy.
Ready to withstand any attack.
Ready to protect its own.
But is it strong enough to block
evil from saturating its walls?
Evil can seep in from
the most unexpected sources.
It can take on different forms.
It can travel in one’s heart or soul.
It can disguise itself as love or mercy.
Evil knows no bounds,
for it will do anything to win.
You may strengthen your walls,
but evil always finds its way in.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

OUR TRUE FACE


OUR TRUE FACE


pixelated-nightmares:

Mikey by JohnBranhamArt

Is this you?
At times I feel this way.
I feel like murdering someone.
Cutting their heart out
of their mean and vengeful body.
But we can’t.
We’re humans with
compassion and forgiveness
in our hearts.
But it does feel good to think
like this when we’re hurt and angry.
So think your crazy thoughts and
then put on your happy face.
No one will ever know.
pixelated-nightmares:
Mikey by JohnBranhamArt

Is this you?
At times I feel this way.
I feel like murdering someone.
Cutting their heart out
of their mean and vengeful body.
But we can’t.
We’re humans with
compassion and forgiveness
in our hearts.
But it does feel good to think
like this when we’re hurt and angry.
So think your crazy thoughts and
then put on your happy face.
No one will ever know.
  • OUR TRUE FACE
What face do you show to the world?
Is it a happy face with smiles and laughs?
Or a sad face with frowns and whimpers?
Whatever face we might show,
there’s another face hidden behind it.
Our true face that very few see.
The face that accurately reflects our dreams,
desires, fears, and thoughts.
Complex thoughts that are never revealed to others.
As I watch people, I try to envision their true face.
At times, I can see it in their eyes;
for eyes more accurately reflect our inner thoughts.
So put on your fake face but you can only try to
disguise yourself with your eyes.
For the eyes tell all.

OUR TRUE FACE
What face do you show to the world?
Is it a happy face with smiles and laughs?
Or a sad face with frowns and whimpers?
Whatever face we might show,
there’s another face hidden behind it.
Our true face that very few see.
The face that accurately reflects our dreams,
desires, fears, and thoughts.
Complex thoughts that are never revealed to others.
As I watch people, I try to envision their true face.
At times, I can see it in their eyes;
for eyes more accurately reflect our inner thoughts.
So put on your fake face but you can only try to
disguise yourself with your eyes.
For the eyes tell all.