Sonnet XV – EschatonA Poem by Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-Doomsday!Thunder, thunder, growl of wrathful god Mourning of spiteful burning sky The hollering, loud, lightening marauds Striking dread from the lord up high
When dire lightening flicks the ground Heralds storming paranormal fright Then the thunder’s villainous sound Marks Doomsday with its final smite
Eight angels carrying God’s throne Descend from the dead blazing skies Creation with horror are blown Time to pay for your sins and lies
Then god’s just scales are set on earth And all secret he will unearth © 2013 Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-Author's Note
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StatsAuthorAdam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-Amman, Middle East, JordanAbout"A poet from the dark realm, from the world of Gothic hymns" Please visit my website http://adamnlebzo.wix.com/ronnin-warrior Name: Adam lebzo Age: 21 Hobbies: 1 Ninjutsu, Kung fu shaolin, Ji.. more..Writing
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