Roaring through the shadows,
The Riders have come.
To take you to the hallows,
While your fear makes you numb.
Their horses gallop in the Dark,
Charging with valour.
On a journey you shall embark,
Like a half dead sailor.
Their monstrous laughters echo,
While unsteady goes your breath;
By now, you already know,
It means a certain Death.
The only thing you can think of,
Is the scythe of Grim Reaper.
Blood accompanies your cough,
While your fear grows deeper.
Alas! The time has come forth,
For the soul to abandon its shell.
Thus began the voyage,
Not to heaven, but hell!
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YÙGEN; A Collection Of Poems
PoetryYùgen: (n) A profound awareness of the universe that triggers feelings too deep and mysterious for words. These are just some poems that I wrote, enjoy~
