Evil Dancing In the Streets

Evil Dancing In the Streets

A Poem by realmwriter

Unborn again, the struggle within, the demon in the snow.

At long last breath, a taste of death, lest evil should ever grow.

Let not put asunder, that which brought wonder, to your world of sarrow and woe.

To thine own end, let light begin, a warmth inspite of your foe.

 

Raised as the Phoenix, from ashes of nothing, come hither to the fire.

Cleansed in its beauty, hardend in contempt, the passion in heat of desire.

Lest you're unaware, of life within death, nothing as it is the same in your dreams.

Nothing as real, as the pain life will deal, raise the from a den of silence and screams.

 

Thine own worst enemy, stands beside you a shadow, an ominus reflection of the dark.

The void before thine feet, a desperate plea before the fall, gone in the blink of a spark.

None more prominent than the, a piece of a glimps of truth, a taste so bitter it's sweet.

Nothing left now, but to take one more vow, to fall to death at broken bleeding feet.

 

AND AS THE BLOOD RAINS DOWN WE FILL OUR SHATTERED CROWNS, EVIL, DANCING IN THE STREETS.

 

 

 

 

© 2014 realmwriter


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A dark apocalyptic tale, rich in imagery. Nicely done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


realmwriter

10 Years Ago

Thank you, I appreciate it very much.
Ah, nice work here again D. I do love the rebirth, from dark into light, sometimes it's so good to burn, totally. I do it very often ^.^ I like to embrace the pain and feel it's burden, for once experienced and faced it, only light can arise. Your words describe this flawless. I see our evil dancing in the streets, like it remains there to find home, but I wonder if it ever will.... Poignant, and deep, loved it.

- Elisa

Posted 10 Years Ago


realmwriter

10 Years Ago

Thank you very Much Elisa, It means a lot to me that you liked it.

10 Years Ago

I did, truly, there is much to learn always, when I enter the realm of your thoughts, and feelings. .. read more
"Unborn again, the struggle within, the demon in the snow.
At long last breath, a taste of death, lest evil should ever grow."
I found this one very realistic and innovative.
Liked it a lot..

Posted 10 Years Ago


realmwriter

10 Years Ago

Thank you again friend.

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realmwriter

Harrison, AR



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You know, I can write about almost any subject, in poetic form and even an ocasional short story, but I find it most difficult to write about myself. I am an artist at heart and will use whatever m.. more..

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