A Shadow

A poem of survival

None may see

Though staring all the while

At a soul dying

In most spectacular style

No blood or screams

To mark the end

Only hopes and dreams

To heaven sent

But the silent plea

Of a dead man's cry

Is plainly seen

By Inferno's spy

While Cherub sits

Oblivious

And fails to grant

Your dying wish

At the end of the day

I still say

Hide the pain and fear

Only at your own expense

For to cloak oneself

Binds you to shadows hence

I found the darkness fine

Not cold, like lands divine

A place that I could live

And a home I now call mine

So survives a soul

Beaten, not yet broken

One last chance at life

Though hope's an unspent token

For shadows never dream

They do naught but sit and wait

So, happy you now seem

Until you meet my fate

Reviews

[Taino]

A moving poem filled with moments of anguish and then hope.

[Dante Carlisle]

I actually really liked this one. As I've said before poetry isn't my preferred medium, you should definitely look over some of the stories I have on here. I'd love to hear your thoughts on them.