Queen of the Dark

Darkness can be a friend and great companion, a beautiful escape from the harsh light of the world.

The silence greeted her with a hug and the darkness comforted her,

for there no one could see her cry.

The pain sliced her heart

the shame burned her soul,

but no blood ran down her dreams,

for it was her cage being cut away,

her armor being burned.

Do not be afraid,

the darkness said

You are strong,

the silence whispered.

And you will rise again,

the pain and shame reminded her.

So when the darkness retreated,

she rose.

Again.

And again.

And again.

But the sun,

it scorched her aching heart,

and the laughter beat at her weary soul.

So every night,

she let darkness wipe away her tears,

and pain hold her close.

Silence soothed her burns.

But every day,

she would rise with a newfound strength

a newfound hope.

And it would burn out

in this world of light.

Until eventually,

she stopped rising.

For if she couldn't be an inhabitant of the light,

then she would be Queen of the Dark. 

Author's Note

This is my first time really exploring visual poetry, so let me know what you guys think!

Reviews

[ZakLeonRamsey]

This is quite a nice poem, where do you get your fantastic ideas from? I'm intrigued, this is the first poem of its kind that I have seen.

[Alli]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it; I can't really say where I get my ideas from. Probably the countless hours spent inside books and the stories that play out in my head =)

[ZakLeonRamsey]

Ah, I see. Have a nice day :)