The Shadow Wraiths Waltz

Looking out of this window

as lonely clouds roll by

grey and cold in early morning mist

I watch, I wait, I yearn.

Through twisted and tangled emotions

memories of long ago

when the world and I were young

When blood pounded through me as turbulent waters in flood

and you held the knife that took my life

with a twinkle in your eye, and a smile on your lips

you watched

laughed

as i died

But now you lie with another lover

and i'm but a shadow wraith

waiting, watching for that fatal mistake

Do you feel me now as I enter you?

as ice flows through your veins

leading to your heart

Will you join me now

in this dance?

for as you have sown, so shall you reap

Lets dance this

Shadow Wraiths Waltz

I waited, I watched and I earned.

Reviews

[Crowley]

A really creepy feel to this but oh so true and grounded in reality. You give your life and it takes so much to get it back, only to find out that you still don't have it, you have only rented it for a while to make you feel regular again. At some point though....we have to pull the rug out from under that shadow and return it to its rightful place. Nice stuff here my friend.

[Hush Hush]

Man, this is really an awesome poem! It gave me the creeps :)

[Inkcognito]

Oh, man!! "I waited, I watched and I earned" Revenge is a dish best served cold...ice cold! A chilling but spirited, vivid and intensely powerful read. A thought provoking piece...Wow worthy!

[Faith]

Excellent write..deep and thought provoking..enjoyed.

[Goodbye]

Oh my, something's plainly gone wrong here...excellent write, Linear!!!

[Robin]

a chilling tale executed with great precision ~

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

beautifully haunting waltz of the soul wronged slipping back through~ the imagery simply captivates~ beautifully presented poetic~

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the words "Shadow Wraiths Waltz". You create a dark and powerful story in this poem. I like the movement of the story. I like the description of the waiting and her being invited to dance the Shadow Wraiths Waltz. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[MuSe Ampoule]

Ah...sweet, sweet revenge...a dish best served cold. Who says you can't get yours in the afterlife??? This was a great piece!

[Poetic Beauty]

This is seriously spooky. Guess she shouldn't have killed the person in the story. This is like the ultimate revenge and she will never see it coming until it is too late. This held my attention word by word and line by line till the end. This is a creative and detailed.

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oh revenge ..best served cold..stone cold...a dark sinister feel ..I am feeling this today...believe me..