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

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Excellent poem, full of great lines and flaw is awesome too!!

[Jibey]

A poem of bleak struggle against the forces of darkness...the words of the broken and bruised ... seductive intheir dark pain

[Kenneth The Poet]

Beautiful. I like this piece.

[Enigma]

Well written. Brilliant use of imagery and metaphors. :)

[Shep]

I really enjoyed this. To me it has great meaning. The words touched me deeply. Nice job.

[Desmund Tiny]

I enjoyed reading this.. I like the last stanza..... great write...

[Chris]

I like the tone of lines and the strength of how they move and realign.

Chris

[Dove]

This is a very nice piece. I enjoyed reading it. Great job,