Shadows shimmer on the wall,
as I close my eyes, afraid.
One by one, the night birds call,
piercing the silence like a blade.
The king of the night gets on his mare
and journeys the feeble minds,
giving them a needless scare.
Trapped in the tornado of trouble,
as the buildings crumble around me,
turning to useless rubble,
and as I keep struggling to get free,
the king of the night gets on his mare,
and journeys the dreadful darkness,
creating nightmares without a care...
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Drops Of Dew On A Lonely Leaf
Poetry"A tree stands all alone In the deep dark woods It has millions of leaves Each with different moods Some leaves shake, Some leaves shiver Some leaves fall, Some leaves quiver But I am the only leaf Of this lonely tree With millions of dew drops, All...
