Night Ritual

[brianc]

Night Ritual

Around, all around, the storm clouds gather.
My dread grows as the Dark One's touch falls against my naked soul.
It severs me, and darkly my
blood drips
to the wicked earth that is my prison.
In my madness I call your name
while Death's shadow surrounds me.
Now alone, my love falls upon darkened eyes.

This is my salvation.

This is, (Û© á¹,ḜṜḈḦḀṆṬ'Ṩ ṎḞ ḌḜḀṬḦ Û©)

Regards,
-(Û© á¹,ḜṜḈḦḀṆṬ'Ṩ ṎḞ ḌḜḀṬḦ Û©) Leader

Brian Crowell

[Drunk Mario]

Very nice. You have a good concept of "death" I'd say. (not a bad thing) Very descriptive! Not that best of a poem but a good start for a beginner.