The Deep

Lone strider bears witness in dismal night,

The grave of the world, inhumed in cinder,

Flora, fauna, ashen by unknown blight.

Feral fears billow, promise to hinder.

Feaster sleeps in Abyssmal bed,

Granting glimpses through gates of hate.

Strident beaming, eyes gleaming red,

Quivering before nearing fate.

World wracked, broken bones to bleach,

By unreal fingers, yawning far

Propelled by stranger arts they reach,

Take firm grasp upon crying star.

And from high places into shadowed maw leap:

The hallways of the unknowable Deep

Reviews

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

wow this so creative "Lone strider bears witness in dismal night,

The grave of the world, inhumed in cinder,

Flora, fauna, ashen by unknown blight"

well i don't know why i haven't heard of you.......

[Ripped Denim 💜]

Thank you, Titan! ;D

[Drizzy Frass]

Like the every other line rhymes... Nice 1 !

[Ripped Denim 💜]

Thanks! :)

[Mr.Boffin]

love it, dark and wonderful. I really like the dark imagery. Good job!

[Ripped Denim 💜]

Thank you very much!

[Lone Wolf]

Wow, nice describing here! Not only was it easy on the mind and the eyes, but it had great descriptive details. Great job with this poem and keep up the great work!
~~Shadow
Zyr'Vlinn

[Ripped Denim 💜]

Thank you! :)

It's an introductory sonnet that summarizes a little cosmic-horror space-opera of mine.