englyn madness!!

There are several forms of Englynion, but this one seems to be the best for a game. The Englyn, described below, is similar to a haiku or cinquian, except for that it ryhmes.

Englyn unodl crwc:
The crooked one-rhyme englyn. This englyn is made up of four lines of seven, seven, ten and six syllables. The last syllable of the first, second and last lines rhyme and seventh, eighth or ninth syllable of the third line all rhyme with the original end-rhyme.

I'll begin, trying to set an example (if I can get it right):

an open door to forests
of lies, deceit that digest
the dire need, solomness; impress you
as you stand there undressed

(I think that's right)

You go...

O yeah, forgot to mention the rules of the game:

There are no rules!!! HAHAHAHA!!!

I was pushed toward, unpurged,
impurity lacking mirth;
regurgetated at birth full hurting,
a hunger for the dirt.

the crucible of lost fate
lies within our own true faith;
at the iron, soulless gate waiting,
never to be delayed.

A haunting figure steals low
in the dark where moss is grown.
He creeps in dreams of unknown crowing
pangs; pain within my soul

‘Talk is cheap’ and dirty;
bars where old men are flirting
with woman under thirty birthdays young,
yet they keep on chirping

streams of colour in my head
as liquid silk runs ahead
in dreams and nightmares of red blood’s deadly
change to venomous bread.

The fate of refuted song
is sung, distant phrases long
forgotten in tampered prongs of bongo
drums, native beats and gongs.

When open sores are refused
we turn to thought to diffuse
the deceitful truths and wounds of
gaping holes of disuse.

Beat the sin out of the child
whose feral manner is wild;
battle the venom and bile with kindness
through spite to make him mild.

He does that because of spite,
that evil deed in the night;
creeps close to your bed, fake bites to frighten
you, so sleep in clear light.

Are the warbling Jabberwocks
singing verse in fervent clucks,
irritating in their flux through mucks of
sounds the poetic crux?

May I see the pearl column
in paradise; wintered, solemn
vows renewed through my condemned contention;
absolve me – Amen.