Dark Silent Night
Dark Silent Night
The night was filled with stale
blackness
And I walked lonely in the
night,
Behind me was a shadow's
darkness
I saw a demon with a mask.
I looked behind me;there was
a laughter
The voices like effluent
thoughts
Brushed in my face with a
midnight fright
One demon spoke the other
listened
Soon all gathered for company
We became friends!
And spoke about forgotten
theme of archaic art of poetry,
I walked home safely with my
undesirable company...
Copyright © Ernest Badounts | Year Posted 2013
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