Biography of Ariel Orat
well im not really into poems.. :) im more into musiczz... :)
When Darkness Falls
When the Sun sets off for his rest,
Slowly the sky's covered with dark crests.
Hurling winds that give you the scare,
That tells you a warning, please beware!
Eerie sounds you might not want to hear,
Thinking its a spirit, maybe my dear!
Shadows in the night, lurking all around
Footsteps you listen, nowhere to be found.
The moon is full, glancing in the night,