As I wonder through the trees
I hear a softly calling breeze
Come to me, come to me, it pleas
Weakly wondering, with all my might
I stumble upon a most terrifying sight
Come to me, come to me, it pleas
Reaching out with its fingers of death
it beackons me and leaves out its breath
Trembling from head to toe suddenly I seem to know
The demand that stands before me in the snow
this creature that beckons and pleads with me so
staring into its blackened eyes I see through its well dressed disguse
for now i see with my own eyes my evil twin whom I despise
singing, tenderly, cime to me, come to me, it pleas
very well done! i give it a 20! lol keep up the good work
Stunning write, shiny. I loved the flowing imagery, and your lyrics..well what can I say but Bravo! ! ! ! outstanding writer...10+ best wishes Jon.
an evils side in which most have to deal with pleading to lead you astray which path shall you choose or will it plead you away a poem of light and dark write another for me
I appreciate this morbid kind of thinking at least you have what it takes to spread your wealth...iip thanks you...
I rather like the way you eased into the darkness Shiny - really effective and well thought through. :) Best wishes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an excellant example of the creative mind being released. You have written a wonderful piece here and it needs to be recognized as such. I give it a ten. GW62