Stolen Light

Dark creeps in
And steals the Light
All this happens
In the Night
When Fears are born
They come to bite
They leave you numb
The fear is growing
The evil seeds they leave
Are sowing
Anything can happen now
Their grip is tight so
They bow
It's time for them
To take their leave
The sun comes up
To warm you now
The fear is gone
Just a memory.

Reviews

[Jemma]

Beautifully written.
You can feel it all the way through and the description was very good.
The whole poem flowed very well.
I would probley have to disagree with it though. Lol just for me personally I think the light holds more fear then the night. For instance in war. All the attacks you make are better made at night. Because the night holds this blanket of darkness. A sercurity. Where as the day time is light. Its bright. Your completely exposed and you have no were to run. No were to hide.
But thats just me. I just love the night.
Brilliant write.

[SilentDreamer]

Hi Amber. I've read your work, mainly your poems because I love reading poems. I think you're an awesome poet, you make things come to life and seem real. Especially in this poem. Good job, and I hope you keep writing.

[Andrew'sWonderland]

You can really see the darkness creep in and start to turn on everything... but once the sun comes out, they could no longer win and exited the stage!

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

i like the creeping nervous build up of this write, as well as the soft gentle payout at the end, not unlike the feeling of waking to a warm morning. excellent depiction!