The Beast Of Darkness Poem by alan brown
The Beast Of Darkness
Our darkest day was approaching
as we looked outside in ore.
The garden was overgrowing
and we could see the path no more.
The gate was covered in brambles
and the grass was knee high deep.
It was as if time itself
Had surly gone to sleep.
The light of day was breaking
and the birds began to sing.
But we just stood here waiting
for the darkness to begin.
The clouds passed by in dark array
as the hours went along.
Until the ending of the day
and the birds had stopped their song.
Then from the dark appeared
a beast but not of man.
That took our eyes from within us
then in the darkness ran.
We stood and watched as time went by
never to see again.
The beast of darkness as he ran
and took with him our pain.
It unfolds like a tale of suspense and mystery. Quite gripping. Thanks.
The clouds passed by in dark array as the hours went along. Until the ending of the day and the birds had stopped their song.-----Awesome
Very nicely written Alan. I love the rhyme scheme as well. Beautiful darkness I would say. I give this a 10+++.
Fear so beautifully painted on the canvas of a nice poem, so delicately crafted. Full of mysteries and so lovely imageries. Thanks Alan for the sharing. 10+++++
Very atmospheric with a delightful ending with great rhyming and a beautiful flow to the poem!
The beasts of darkness are grasping all in their poisonous claws to kill all beings and to destroy all things, ......... you have exactly drawn the modern crazy society's picture, ........... thanks for sharing, ++++++++ 10 We want no darkness but light.................... for this slogan no leader.........! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ...... Sorry, ......... You may read my poem, Darkness In The Modern World (Stanza)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The gate was covered in brambles and the grass was knee high deep. Clouds passed in dark array. An amazing sharing is done here. Fear is wisely presented in this poem...10