Night Poem by Damein Taylor
Night
As I lay there In the shadows
I see the creatures circle me
I know they're here for my soul
But I refuse to hand it over
I've done some awful things in my life
I can't afford to pass on
So I try to fight them off with my knife
The blade passes right through them
As they reach out for me
The World goes dark
And I hear sounds of the tortured souls
Begging for mercy from those who bark
My soul leaves my body
In those last moments
I ask for help and my shell falls to the ground
The battle for my soul ends in my defeat.
Very descriptive and imaginative piece. Please continue writting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/11/2024 5:12:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I'd second what Godfrey said, definitely keep going man. Probably what I enjoyed most is that you didn't feel the need to rhyme every single line; there's a place for that, but it's not a necessity to poetry.