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I Can't Devour You, Not Yet:

I long to taste the sweetness of your flesh,
To roll your meat between my tongue and teeth.
So many times have I come - so close -
To taking that first bite from your neck.

Yet, there is something about you,
A scent perhaps or a sickly sap.
It turns bitter upon my tongue,
Poisoning it; I am left unable to eat...

Much like the caterpillar, covered in spines,
Each bite would spew only bitter venom -
Numbing my senses and dulling the mind;
It would leave me naught but a gormless wreck!

Even so, despite me knowing of the repugnant taste,
I am drawn toward you, like a moth to the flame.
May my wings crumble in the heart of the fire -
& body be turned to dust and ash...

If only for the chance to feast once more!

Ah, my dear - I will have you.
& on that day it will be so sweet.
But for now - I'm afraid that -
I must leave this as a mere - tantalizing - fantasy...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 12th December 2012
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Author's Comment:

Arrr lads and lasses,

What do ye think of this poem? The backstory to it is quite interesting you see, because in order to keep up my massive amount of releases (without sufferin' writers block) I frequently have t' experiment with and DEVOUR new styles of writin'.

However, I can't adapt every single style inta me works and that sometimes leaves me feelin' very hungry...but without any sort o' reprieve.

In essence, I always attempt to dissect the style of other poets and then try t' apply it to me own works so that I can improve my writing by making it a stronger hybrid of many different styles. Poe's punctuation style, a little bit of darkness from me own soul, that kind of thing is how I write what I do.

'Owever, sometimes ye meet a poet whose style is so unique -or perhaps so opposite to yer own that - no matter how much you try you cannot stomach their style. It turns vile on your tongue and leaves ye spittin' it right back out. These types of poets are me greatest challenge and I will try time and time again t' consume their talents...but sadly it does take awhile before I can digest it completely.

Now then...who should I make me next meal eh? Any recommended...sacrifices?

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

Other Poems by Me:
It Came From The DarkIt Came From The Dark:

Amongst the ashes, swirling from the darkness of the pit,

Emerged a hand, dragging a battered body across the rocks.

Blood leaked from the wounds so callously self-inflicted,

And teeth ground with a focused determination and seething anger.

It cared not for the warm rubies - staining the jagged rocks,

It cared not for the sensation of pain...

All that it remembered was a dream, An obsession -

One that drove it ever higher; ignoring all else!

Eventually it emerged from this shadowy hole, this dreary depth,

And in that moment, it learned of the truth.

For this creature, denied sunlight and warmth -

was me...

Alone but AliveAlone but Alive:

Oh here I am standing,
A lost soul is landing.

The coldest December,
Can you still remember?

Do you even hear me?
There's no one around me!

Oh shadow that I see,
The void right behind me.

Yet still I am breathing;
Yet still I am feeling.

The coldest sensation,
Oh worthless creation!

Are you still crying?
Oh why are you lying - abandoned and cold


Cold like what was left of soul,
Made of all the life you stole.
Walk divine but made of sin,
Worm of hatred squrim within.

Sin of lust and sin of pride,
Lash the tongue that last has lied.
Yours was silver with a promise,
Kiss of death and then you vomit.

You Have No Right To LiveYou Have No Right To Live:

Hey, what are you doing?
That's mine, now give it back.
You're stupid, you should just go die!

Okay, I'm sorry...

What, you failed again?
Just how much money do you think we're spending on this,
Do you think it just falls from the sky?
I can't believe you; and don't give me that look!
You better straighten up now you hear me
And if you keep looking like a dead fish,
I'm going to make you wish you were one.

I'm sorry...

Hey, being around you is driving me nuts,
You never want to do anything, you don't even care,
Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead!

I'm sorry!


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Haha! Delightfully gruesome. When you submit it to my group, submit to Horror.
You stills how ample skill at free verse. The basics here are still sound. I am both amazed and amused. Right away, you begin with desire to taste someone's flesh, so I assume either zombie or cannibal. What was your choice? The next stanza treats smell or fragrance as a particular attraction, so I suppose that your object is a girl, right? The third describes you nibbling like a caterpillar too. The surprises in this poem are many and each stanza is a pleasure to read. Bravo!

The next one should be as fun!
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Wow. That honestly was, even though vague, spine tingling. The word choice definitely impacted how the piece was presented and the set the mood perfectly. The work is very well written, and the idea is actually very unique. The narrator, however, does not reveal his identity, but this only adds to tension, and the anonymous "girl" he is talking about is most likely his supposed victim. Furthermore, even though it doesn't rhyme, the text flows smoothly throughout the poem, and the style gives it a seemingly dark and gloomy mood. I commend you, Chen on this amazing poem. This is honestly the best one I've ever read.
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noorelven Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2013
fun :P
You almost sound like Lestat from that movie where he refused to turn the girl until the end of the movie ... at the same time you also sound like edward (oh the shame! ) trying to explain to bella that she has to wait :P
SplitNinja Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Sounds like a delicious dinner.xD
xXXxWolfie-FiendXxxX Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
I love your writing style. For some reason, the more gore and despair, the more psychopathic it is, the more I adore it!
WordOfChen Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2013  Professional Writer
Well then you'll have t' look forward t' what comes later in January and of course what will be featured in me e-book :3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
KittySib Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2012
WordOfChen Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2013  Professional Writer
Thank ye kindly ^^

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

P.S. my apologies fer th' late reply t' this piece. I've been swamped since mid-december ^^;
KittySib Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2013
samuraishoujo95 Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
the poem itself is pretty awesome but honestly it reminded me of twilight... kinda.... *gag*
WordOfChen Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2013  Professional Writer
If ye could draw a comparison t' that stuff from this...then yer mind be corrupted beyond repair. Please proceed t' the nearest re-education centre friend; so we might save yer soul from that horrid piece o' lit

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

P.S. my apologies fer th' late reply t' this piece. I've been swamped since mid-december ^^;
samuraishoujo95 Featured By Owner Jan 2, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
my sincerest apologies. If only once could erase human memory like one can a computer's :\
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