My Arariel Poem by abu tarek md tahsin

It was the first of days
When God did divide
The light from the darkness

And there she walked
Arariel
Upon the vales of first light

The world still held
A peaceful tranquillity

And upon the many mountains
And deep beneath the seas
You could hear a whisper
Murmuring a song of joyous
Festivity

There was sweetness
In the air
From the trees bearing fruits

And the birds roamed the sky
Spreading the news

Until a distant king
In a distant land
Heard the narrative
And grew jealous
From hearing

He gathered his forces
Men in a thousand armours
And invaded the land
To rob and plunder

And a silence
Fell upon the heavens
And the mornings grew pale
While darkness arose
In my Arariel's face

And since then
Nights did arise
And replaced morning
After day

Although she died
Years and years been since

And the young prince
whom you hear now speak
Had grown old
And laid shivering in bed
But he shed a tear
Once and a while
As he told this story
For all to hear and sigh

How there was no darkness before
And how few lived today
To tell the tale
Of old

How a demon king
From a distant land
Came and stole
His dear Arariel
And how he fought bravely
To save her

Alas!
How she died
Of fear and agony
As he sat beside her
In petrified melancholy

And how as the demon king approached
This land of old and new
And how his armies fought
Until darkness came
And engulfed this world of ours

There was an unknown fear
in the air everyday

And darkness covered
the planet everyday

And no angel from heaven
did ever walk
to bless this world of ours
again

And since then
There was darkness everyday
And we who lived to say
Called it Night
Again and again