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Wraiths Lament
by Graeme FieldenThe sun shines black
The sky it bleeds
Blood wrath black
And skeleton speaks
Darkness reigns
The soul it weeps
The reaper stalks the night
Tip tap the ages
Steal the night
The ravens song
And the bats silent scream
Darkness reigns
The soul it weeps
The reaper stalks the night
On butchers block
The heart pulsates
The breath is held
As breath and blink
The axe is swung
The soul it takes breaks
One soul my life to keep
04/09/2003 Posted on 04/09/2003
Copyright © 2025 Graeme Fielden
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/22/03 at 07:48 PM This is a poem for Halloween read-aloud. No doubt about it! Some spine chilling verses here. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/30/03 at 04:08 PM Such violent and dark imagery... darkly beautiful with a splash of the cycle of life. Fantastic writing keep up the great work. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 02/17/05 at 11:09 PM how did i miss this one?... dark and brooding and introspectively beautifully sad... the flow is perfect in this piece... blessings... |
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