The Ravens Gather

The Ravens gather,

Twilights endless hunters,

night’s children made flesh,

These Messengers of death,

In truth Wars only victors,

Silently gazing upon our folly,

Hungrily watching our darkest mistakes,

The night sky given flight,

Judgements angels upon dark wings,

Fallen souls who feed upon the dead and damned,

Eyes Black pearls of wisdom,

Awaiting in the shadows,

Knowing man’s folly and greed will be his down fall,

And only they will be left to claim the victory…..

…….and the dead

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I really enjoy this type of dark poetry and you have filled the lines with such vivid images. 🙂 sue.

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