Lars vs Elemental P

[sral]

We agreed to do 48 lines in 24 hours.

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Lars:

The ominous figure isn’t one I consider a threat.
I lift up my head and stare back into the piercing eyes of the figure ahead.
“What is this?” I question the mysterious guide
who peers through the silence without so much as a sneer in reply.
The assailant reaches inside the depths of its cloak
before gesturing slowly with a single digit tendril of bone
to beckon me closer. I felt my composure begin to ebb
as the newly wakened moon in waiting illuminated its silhouette.
I glimpse the head. A withered skeleton, yellowed with age,
dressed in an aging robe that heavily draped its skeletal frame.

Death has a way of catching up to us all —
whether you’re running toward the light, or from its judgemental call.
Yet when it’s stood there before you, it’s already too late
to question your fate. Unless you’re a salesperson, then everything changes…

“What if there was a way we could reach an agreement?”
I ask eager to reason with death in a deal for my freedom.
The eyes peering beneath its hood narrowed in size
contracting the whites, disappearing into the black of the night.
The figure vanished from sight as goosebumps ran over my flesh —
leaving me as cold and bereft as the room the moment it left.

I could barely hold it together.
I still feared for my life.
It’s weirdly ironic how the premise of death can make you feel so alive.
I needed to find a replacement to stand in at my behest
It’s more than a matter of life and death when yours actually might be next.
The panicking finds me breathless.
Perturbed and beside myself,
It hurt me to try and tell her but I turned to my wife for help.
The words wouldn’t find themselves. Every utterance costing time
and mustered through sobbing cries as she looks in my solemn eyes.
Tears erupt. “I don’t want to die,” I choke on the statement
holding her cradled in my sculpted arms and a moment I savoured.
I pulled her closer then maybe I had held her in years
and welled up with tears. The two of us were very seldom sincere.
“Help me,” I clear my throat. Lifting my head from her shoulder.
Every salesman inevitably knows how to leverage a bonus.
The success of emotional blackmail rides on the push
and how you apply it to someone before they realise what you’ve done.
Psychological subjugations a subliminal tool
but if you can use it well, then there’s no limit as to
what you’ll convince them to do. “If you love me you will,”
The look in my guilty eyes should have told her to run for the hills.
Yet my silver tongue is as skilled as my power of deception.
It’s now or it’s never. “I’ll do it,” she mouths her acceptance.
I stare down at the petulant smile parting her miserable lips.
The lingering kiss I cringe as I give her as blissfully rich
as her ignorance is. “Thank you,” I smile from my cheeks.
My eyes are as eerily cold as the moonlit tears she cries as she weeps.
The scythe of the reaper approached. My heart sank in my beating chest
knowing I hadn’t just cheated death, but the woman married to me no less…




Elemental P:

I take a step back and vision Life In the Past Tense/ Back Then, I didn't think something Like This Would Happen/ But now I feel Trapped In, an ever closing Gap And it's invading my Thoughts Til They Blacken/it felt so Tragic when it happened I was overwhelmed and my Heart Was Just Sadden/ Death has the grip that's like the Clutch Of A Dragon/ that'll snatch ya life and Crush It till it's Nothing But Ashes/but as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I realize these Bats are my Past as they Flutter In My Dreams/ they taunt me in my sleep and I'm left there to Wonder What It Means/ Then a sudden Flash and the Bats flew by, bringing Dark Omens In Their Flight/But I was Holding On the Light for all those Hard Moments In My Life/10) I was Broken From The Strife, but continued my descent where there was an odd doorway Gleaming In The Night/the perfect place where the Demons Like To Hide, when I stepped thru the doorway I could hear some Screaming From Inside/ I can see moving Shadows In The Rain, while moonlight flickers on the door as it's Dazzled On The Frame/this different existence left me Baffled In My Wake, it was like I was tripping acid as I Travel Through This Plane/it felt like each step was Stealing My Breath, and the freezing breeze on my neck that felt more Chilling Than Death/now my Feelings Were Vexed and yet I was Still In This Mess/ But my eyes Gaze through the Darkness, Straight through the Harshness that's from the Soul Of The Damned/but I try to Brace For the Hardship and Race From The Carnage to bring Hope Where I Can/but I don't even know where I am, just a field of fetid corpses and Black Birds In The Trees/but in this realm you'll never see the Path Turn In To Peace, just bodies Stacked Burned In The Heat/and the Rats they Attract made them stay Lurking The Streets/ And all the Maggots they Had made things Worse Through The Weeks/22)But I give it All I Have but I still stumble down that Darken Path/This plane I was on was very Large And Vast, trying to traverse this hell was larger than Earth Itself which was Hard To Grasp/ walking aimless and faithless, I Plead A Lot, it Doesn't Pay, do anything just to Numb This Pain/ in my life I Seen A Lot, and Been Thru Flames, it hurts like hell but it Comes With Change/so we try to run away cuz we know in this life, Nothing Lasts/Then Judge Our Past, and never appreciate all the Love We Have/So we're Cynical to the World Of Change that's Pivotal to the Role We Play/You can not lie, admit the truth that it's Visible to the Road We Pave/30) And maybe that's why I'm trapped in this purgatory, forever Stuck In The Middle/ Reflecting on my life and all the Depression I survived had Struck Me A Little/on my nerves and made me Weary and Teary From The Stress/There's no doubt that this dimension isn't heaven cause it's Eerie And Perplexed/34 All I See is Blackness, and Screams Of Madness/whether it would Seem its a Scheme I Believe its a Dream Of Sadness/I can't Redeem My Past Life and Indeed Its Strapped Tight/but there's no choice but to March on so to Proceed Is Half Right/ but you can see this Realm is Living and you retreat to Dwell Within It/ and the Deeds You Felt You Witness actually exceed the Hell You Vision/40)You can see the Cells And Prisons, where the lost souls Gather Their Faith/ and it gets Sadder Each Day, cuz all the souls wander aimless in their cages, Rather Than Pray/there's nothing left but to accept my destiny as i March Through That Pearly Gate/ but I'm ashamed to say that I strayed away and Lost All My Worthy Fate/ maybe if I could change my ways and strain to pray I can Serve For Glory/or you can choose to fade away from your great mistakes and just stay in Purgatory/See I knew I had died when I stepped thru that door way as I was Crossing The Other Side/ But Death can be beautiful... if you take what you were Taught In Another Life, like when two souls get Lost In A Lovers Eyes...//

[Etherwave]

Are we supposed to vote on this...or it was just for fun.

[sral]

It went down elsewhere, just sharing it here in case anyone cared to comment on it if they read. It doesn’t necessarily require votes.

[Scar]

look like easy work for you man

[Darker Ego]

What a pathetic attempt
I do not consent
I'm a big kraken here not pit stoppin
At the sounds of your limbs crackin like a beat clappin
I'm into any emcee mockin you keep dodging
Acting bossy without a posse this kid is faggy
A bit froggy hangin like tits that're saggy
Living a dream behind spits that're whacky
Smack him for being a fat sim
Just a has been who couldn't outrap slim
A lacking shark struggling with a hacked fin
I shave your weight like a star gym
Bitch I'm a son of the devil like Archie
Too much data to archive
In battles collidin with blades and Marksmen
I'll have you abused in angles
That baffle researchers studying the Bermuda triangle
All I give is a sample that mangle any example
My punches dismantle your skull into shambles
I'm spinning earth like marbles since every verse marvel
Reigning over any Curses you babble
I'm a million degrees to this candle
Stealing for himself like a lonely vandal
wearing a busted sandal my funny scandal
Is more that your butt can handle
My storytelling like that of biggie
Like will Smith we get jiggy
My logic is undeniable call me Vicky
A got hoochies like pretty Ricky
Not bye caz ya really shitty