Shadows

Your dark eyes shout to the moon

Like shadows to the earth

Guided by angels flight

But headed towards Satan's bed

 

Today his game now slowly starts

A life time will amend

Bewared is the unborn child

Whose soul is bound not yet

 

So why now close this comes to you

 

Your dark eyes shout to the moon

Like shadows to the earth

Guided by angels flight

But headed towards Satan's bed

 

To crawl in the desert landing

As heat binds soul and mass

The sand becomes your carping

Until you drain at last

 

The truth blinds up in flash

To live is not a way in part

Death is always not the end

Life is never where you start

 

So why now close this comes to you

 

Death is always not the end

 

So why now close this comes to you

 

Life is never where you start

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[Brianna Brie]

Your dark eyes shout to the moon
Like shadows to the earth
Guided by angels flight
But headed towards Satan's bed

This is a powerful stanza. I like that you repeated it twice. I assume this is a poem about life and death.