When Raven Unearths Poem by M. Asim Nehal

In the twilight of life the raven looked up
a soul that was once pure, now tainted by sin
a holy face that once glowed and now dipped in mockery
as darkness of lust creeps in
his eyes were like a pool of midnight blue
turn to the depths of his despair
once full of hope, now consumed again
from a shadow that won't go away
his lips were full of grace and love
now fearing scorn, the evil mound above
his skin was as smooth as white alabaster
now the endless night line breaks.

The raven sees all that is sad
for what was lost, what could have been gained
but instead, something bad happened
he left her only a shell of his soul....