Tag Archives: Death

Oops!… We Did It Again (not Today)

Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)

Dear Reader, the stuff that was originally posted here has been removed.

We have done this because said stuff has since been included in one of our published books. We hope you’ll believe us when we say we’re not trying to be stingy. No, this has been done to honour the people who have already spent their hard-earned money on our eBook creations.*

If, however, for some reason you’re unable to buy one of our books, and feel you’ll die without seeing this piece of writing, then please contact us via admin@unbolt.me. We won’t allow our Dear Readers to fade away in the dark. We’ll send you the piece in question, and it will be absolutely free. All you need do is ask.

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by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2014-2018

GUEST POST // Inventing Shadows by Obsidian Visionary

A walking corpse filled with anguish and dread,
The sign of a soul that has too often been bled.
Why would his bright light simply burn out?
Possibly because he is damaged throughout.

Eyes once shined with the innocence of youth,
Now doused by the creeping melancholy of untruth.
Dark and twisted, the only facets of his character,
A battle to the finish where he is not the victor.

Everyday going through the same arduous motions,
Lacking steady faith or unmatched devotion.
He is but a shadow, a stigma on our society
Craving a full blown invasion of privacy.

Exist he does but on a whole other plane,
Stuck on this bleak level, bound by chain.
Creating a shadow but never to leave a mark,
Not on our lives but only in the dark.

by OBSIDIAN VISIONARY
© All rights reserved 2014

a Pendulum

A pendulum sways
directly overhead.
Celestial ways
are rutted by a feather-edged tread.

A pendulum sways.
Something is amiss.
A white feather glides
down, into the abyss…

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014

Ulysses

I look at you.
I smell a rat.

Your familiar coo
And your skin is matt.
Hallelujah is in your voice
And this smell is my biggest hardship.

It looks like I have no choice.
I again stand on this airstrip.

I look at you.
I smell a rat.

My thoughts are a clew.
Bryan Adams sings… Drat!
It’s time to pay my invoice.
It’s time to break this grip.

Love loves to love love.
Do you love Joyce?
I see how you’re touching your lip…

I look at you.
You smell like a rat!

All this makes me spew.
I take up my gat.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014

GUEST POST // Hunter/Death by Purple Creature

The Night is coming,
The Hunter smiles a sly smile.
Darkness is his friend,
Stillness is his anthem.
The Hunter will descend upon you
With the quickness of lightening,
And the power of Thor’s might hammer.
Don’t be afraid,
Take comfort in knowing,
He is here specifically for you.
The Hunter,
Has been tracking you,
Has been watching you,
And now has come for you.
Before your body collapses to the floor,
If you concentrate, for a fleeting moment,
You will be able to smell the sweetness
Of the Hunters aroma,
Just before he draws your last breath.
Into his mouth,
Into his Soul,
Where you will now reside FOREVERMORE…

by PURPLE CREATURE
© All rights reserved 2014