-Nightmares: A Poem By: A.E. Chronicle

-To-

 

The Monsters

In my closet,

And the Beasts,

Beneath my bed.

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Long have you watched,

Me,

While restless I sleep.

 

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Wingless flutters my soul,

In the midst of endless shadows.

Cold and hard,

Tempered glass,

Pour out my heart,

For life drowns once more.

 

O wretched being!

What comes to mind at night,

Frost and veil,

Sheets of dark,

Old embers fade,

When sleep doth overcome.

 

At last rosy fingered dawn,

O'er distant planes,

Calls and chants,

Sounding bells,

Banishes away for now,

The impending, gathering dark.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 22.01.2014

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