Clouds stir restlessly with archaic grief,
for the earth was ready to turn a new leaf.
The day of eternal night was fast approaching,
dawn would never return to rise again.
The molesting darkness was sickly encroaching,
everything was fated to die in vain.
The warm rays of the sun faded with a radiant glow,
rippling over the familiar ocean that it once called its home.
The moon comes up like a hideous creature,
the clouds turn black with vile decay.
Desperate cries rattle from the throat of a preacher,
for today was the day to end all days.
The final sundown sucks the warmth from the heart of life,
the looming darkness is growing pleasantly rife.
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Nocturnal Lullabies (#Wattys2018 Winner)Poetry
Even within the deepest and most hideous depths of darkness, we may find a glimmer of beauty. Gothic, gloomy and macabre poetry. Featuring works inspired by phantoms, occultism, vampires, cursed maidens, tragic monsters and other haunting themes sur...