Blood Red

A continuation of Dark love. My inspiration for these poems was this picture, I found it on google by insomnia-stock on deviantart. Please point out any mistakes and what you think!

 

She whispered darkly as she paced past the forgotten church pews,

Her red hair flowing down her shoulders as if blood,

As she moved out thru the rotten wood doors,

A monstrous crow approached pulling at the hem of her dress

She followed its lead to a small open grave,

A tall man clad in black, stood in front of the grave distracted by what it held

She walked slowly up to him unnoticed,

Plunging the silver dagger thru his back they fell into the grave

When she looked at the man, his face was sad and a single tear fell down his cheek

She softly spoke the word vengeance before returning to her body cold in the grave.

The Crow quickly retrieved his dagger and flu into the forest.

 

Reviews

[once upon a time]

This is really good! you really told a story here! :)

[AWickedMoon]

Thank you. :)

[sithlordjp]

You built your own little world in these lovely words. Nice storytelling skills. Nice progression in tone and mood, very good stuff!

[AWickedMoon]

Thankyou! :)

[Mary Pipikakis]

Very gothic, loving the dark imagery!

[AWickedMoon]

Thank you :)

[Satan's Daughter]

Very dark. The imagery is very well developed. Nicely done.

[AWickedMoon]

Thankyou its funny I actually wrote this poem first. :)

[Uroš D. Stojanov..]

Very nice, I still like "Carnage" better, but this really amazing also!

[AWickedMoon]

Thank you

[Rob Santana]

This is amazing! I really like this write. Creative. I wouldn't change anything about it.

[AWickedMoon]

Thankyou!