Night's Call

by Michael   Dec 29, 2005


Hear the church bells
in darkened graveyard
of the broken spirits
watching the moon
disappear behind clouds of evil.

Shadows creep
darkness illuminates
light banished
only whispers play.

Silence
broken
by a screech
not human
that you only hear
within depressing nightmares.

The raven
who claws the dreams
dominant of your fears
passes
but is unforgettable.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Extinct Angel

    Dude ur poem is awsome as always long time no talk michael. dude just hit me back wen you get the chance or return the favor. good poem i liked it alot

    Mike

  • 18 years ago

    by Polly

    Woh really deep and dark. nice, keep up the writing, take care

  • 18 years ago

    by leah

    I like it alot

  • 18 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    Mhm, gay people arent the only ones that can write with such emotion.. :) I'm glad you arent depressed any longer.. I wish I could be like you. Ah well.. That was a good poem, I liked the depth and word choice. Nice job!

    -Jennifer.

    Overall Rating: 4/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Michael

    Dark poem...OOOHHH...!

    Even though some ppl say that gay ppl r like this and that, this is when I truly break the rules of it....

    Yes, I'm depressed, but that's not stopping me anymore! I'm in control of my life now!

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