Black Poetry : Destruction of mental play Da underworld arrives

[$$RICH$$]

payday is here ​

death angel has arrive​

trick da treat
becomes underworld's
feast of de mize ​

Ween of hallo ​

now gouls prey
cross da moonz
witchies in glitch ride&play
clashing wit human tide
as da gates of hellfire rise
set ablaze de
fourty funkz to eyez surprise​

Da world of life ​

now at hand
to da underworlds deadly
sour plan
pitts of hell making a stand
ur just been consume'd ​

One's no face u can't trace ​

and his beings u can't place
only his darkness in ya face
a destructional nasty taste ​

He's deeper then any unknown​

he comes in da shadow to roam
he's calling is a death tone
cold as life's hard as stone
he's like da blackular hallo moan ​

thirst fo da scary blood ​

bitter bite and no love
he comes in da darkness of night
u can't hide within da light
da underworld payday is here
get ready have much fear
for i am .......beware & afraid
it won't be a trick or treat
but a deadly funky feast of da beast
​

 

[1poetsought]

What fiendish ghoul is this
Who lurks among us unreformed
Threatening all who live unborn


Thanks, Papi

 

[watzinaname]

I'm not sure if each addition to the Underworld series is scarier, or if it just seems that way. Frightening for sure.

 

[$$RICH$$]

1poet he's da unknown living dat lurks da landz feeding off da sour notes
and bitter blood of da greed ......he walkz tonight beware !

Each time we returns with a deeper scary maze and search for da weakest of
heart and mind to destroy, watz stay away from the windows and don't open da door
for tonight he comes wit da darkness .

Thankz a mill y'all

 

[$$RICH$$]

He's near and walkz da landz insearch of da corruptors !