Darkness

Darkness comes swiftly as the light doth fade.
All comes to this, so why be afraid?
Reward for the dues we so dearly have paid?
Knowledge we keep or a clean slate is made? 
Now in this moment as we have all prayed.
Envision infinity, our cards we have played.
So, close your eyes as darkness pervades.
Soon it is over, death won’t be delayed.



Acrostic, monorhyme
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Onclaud Avatar
June 18, 2011 at 9:57 AM
a breakthrough win, russel... cheers and congrats! :) huggs, nette
Sweetheart Avatar
June 18, 2011 at 5:34 AM
Congrats Russell on your super big win in Brian's contest with this rare beauty write luv.. knew it was great from first read luv..
Sweetheart Avatar
June 12, 2011 at 8:55 PM
great Monorhyme Russell in this piece on Darkness.. superb analogy of the subject matter .. it is an inevitable journey we take in this life luv.. appreciate your sweet sentiments for my Bronco.. have two other pets..another cat and G.S. puppy ..so naughty but so nice.. so they will help me get over this crisis of loss luv..thankxxx..
Dietrich Avatar
June 11, 2011 at 9:26 PM
Yes, it all comes to this. The one thing that all must endure! Good acrostic.
Mehta Avatar
June 11, 2011 at 1:02 PM
Creative and meaningful write with fitting images, Russell
Smith Avatar
June 11, 2011 at 12:57 PM
Very profound. It is filled with darkness that send shiver up my spine. It reminded me of one one my poem. It is called zombie. You must be going through so much drama, and death came nocking at your door, do you open it or not. that is the question. I hope you are o.k. Love. Sophia. I will pray for you Russell. Bye
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