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"I was a Djinn long before Baharat."
In the mists of night
Glowing eyes come to life and
Death is in the air
~Static Distortion
T'was a dark and windy night
Whenst upon the blue eyed man took up the fight
His robes flowing with the wind
The offer of peace he'd soon rescind
With blade held tight
Off strode the knight
An oddity amongst his kin.
~Old Man Vee
Whenst upon the blue eyed man took up the fight
His robes flowing with the wind
The offer of peace he'd soon rescind
With blade held tight
Off strode the knight
An oddity amongst his kin.
~Old Man Vee
Slithering, Darkness crept through the night
An epiphany of midnight and dusk,
His eyes -- Glittering amongst the Moon
Ascending the peculiar rays of light
Which in turn brought sorrow to the sky --
The Sun a martyr to his seeping composition.
~Dainty Cupcake
Ja'tel Ja'tel
in the midnight he dwells
with daggers at side
on his silver cloud ride.
He looks to the right
to see your eyes fright
deeply in his cowl
as the moon serenades howls.
At ease he trusts
you feel as a must
through the blue and the black
swaying from his attack
Oh Ja'tel Ja'tel
upon Earth is his hell
let him sway away
Far from this day.
~Prosaiche
in the midnight he dwells
with daggers at side
on his silver cloud ride.
He looks to the right
to see your eyes fright
deeply in his cowl
as the moon serenades howls.
At ease he trusts
you feel as a must
through the blue and the black
swaying from his attack
Oh Ja'tel Ja'tel
upon Earth is his hell
let him sway away
Far from this day.
~Prosaiche
Dark one, stands so strong
Icy light streams from his eyes
Calm before the storm
~LemurNipples
Icy light streams from his eyes
Calm before the storm
~LemurNipples
The storm rolled past as Ja'tel knew it would
He predicted the movements like only he could
For it went as he bade
And followed his blade
Till the fortress he was taking was but splintered wood
~Old Man Vee
He predicted the movements like only he could
For it went as he bade
And followed his blade
Till the fortress he was taking was but splintered wood
~Old Man Vee
Ja'tel is cool beans
Strutting like a demon face.
Victory haiku.
~Churg
Strutting like a demon face.
Victory haiku.
~Churg
In shrouds of regret, the vow to forget.
A thief in the black, where nightmares are kept.
One song, too strong, three stanzas long;
Stars play on their celestial set.
To suffer and hide, take night as your bride.
O thief in the black, spare heaven tonight.
One shred, two dead, Thee only bend
To thy own destiny in sight.
Demise imminent, tightens its grip
A thief in the black, comes challenging it.
Won wars, two hours, three stand before;
Thief, Death, Lady Luck at the crypt.
~Finoewae
A thief in the black, where nightmares are kept.
One song, too strong, three stanzas long;
Stars play on their celestial set.
To suffer and hide, take night as your bride.
O thief in the black, spare heaven tonight.
One shred, two dead, Thee only bend
To thy own destiny in sight.
Demise imminent, tightens its grip
A thief in the black, comes challenging it.
Won wars, two hours, three stand before;
Thief, Death, Lady Luck at the crypt.
~Finoewae
Dark smog creeps where he goes,
and unwary eyes are the fault of his foes.
Cool steel at your throat
and frightening blue eyes,
for many men this is their demise.
Thousands have faced him and yet he lives on,
a wandering shadow who forsakes the dawn.
And only two things I truly hear tell...
He follows the wind, and his name is Ja'tel.
~The sweet you can't consume~
A. S
Silently roaming in the night.
The cause of the terror in a childs fright.
A monster with a broken heart.
His spirit slowly falling apart.
He has no shadow, for it's hidden within,
Slowly leaking out to the surface of his delicite skin.
Why no one loves him? No one shall know.
Perhaps the fact his true self wont show.
Fog at his feet, moon in the sky,
The poor cursed man, lets out a final cry
~~S2--Lavie-Chan
The cause of the terror in a childs fright.
A monster with a broken heart.
His spirit slowly falling apart.
He has no shadow, for it's hidden within,
Slowly leaking out to the surface of his delicite skin.
Why no one loves him? No one shall know.
Perhaps the fact his true self wont show.
Fog at his feet, moon in the sky,
The poor cursed man, lets out a final cry
~~S2--Lavie-Chan
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