Long Deathdark Poems

The Raven Angel

Into the beautiful grey twilight
As I descended from above
That raven dress, those raven hair
Delicate white shoulders held those straps
     My form perfect innocence...
Overlooking the chiselled tombstones
As I gazed..... into the realm of death
In the darkness of the grave
I spied utter peace.......?
No visions, no hopes, no tears
Only the cold tombstone and me
The souls I mean to carry!!!!!!!!
     Flying like those ravens
Huddled in my arms these spirits so sweet
       Thick fog settles down
      As I reach beyond death
     To foretell the Dark Truth
That sad humanity must ultimately feel
     Death comes a calling
    Bringing with her dark beauty
      Chilling and exquisite
     Like an owl’s screech-------
    Or passing wolf’s howl...
In these grey shadows and darkened cavern
I remain still, to hear the sweet sound
Of flowing river which must stop at sea
The ravens crow my silent musings away
I free the souls, the elements rage
As morning breaks over the hills...
By-Tahera Mannan


Contest-Among the Dead
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