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
Love the line "As the dark stood still" This poem is dark and it takes you down a twisted eerie path. This has all the things that horror should have. It lets the mind roam free to places but you still have enough detail to show us the direction in which our minds should go. Time is one of those things that can be our friend or our enemy. You have creatively drawn a mental image of that.
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"
Humans make time such a desperate fool. Your poem gets the old noddle working again after a long night of blah. I liked the last few lines the best. For some reason they grabbed me by the shirt collar. Excellent write.
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