Time

Each moment moves fast
present day does not last
full of tainted pride
glorious rays shed no light
at the break of dawn
The will is weakened
for darkness stands ahead

Evening soon falls
upon bloody swords of violent vengence
my shield falls
broken and bruised
and the day is done

The battle of defeat
a cursed memory forever to last
a new day will arise
through the corridors of wicked time
demons of the dark hand
rose above as they wander over our will
which fell fast to rest
as the dark stood still

Reviews

[SnowCat]

I loved your poem! The imagery here is just wonderful. I must admit that lately I have been having some trouble with writing but I think that you have just inspired my next story with this poem. Thank you. :)

[NZane]

Time sure does move fast :)
Good job ^^

[Daytonight]

Great work! Keep it up!

[Audrey Howitt]

Dark and lovely write!

[Denni]

Well, basically everything to say has been said. Wonderful imagery and I love the personification of the dark.
-Denni

[Jeremy Baker]

Great writing!

[Science girl]

You are the queen of beautiful dark poetry! Keep up the good work!

[∂αʌ<..]

wow...this reminds me of the Lord of the rings....dont know why...
anyways, your poem is gloomy and a sense of maccabre looms throughout!
love it!

[gogi7]

Evening soon falls
upon bloody swords of violent vengence
my shield falls
broken and bruised
and the day is done

love the imagery :) well done keep it up.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this poem. Feel like a opening for a good story. Free will allow us to dance the line of good and bad. I like the ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote