AZRAEL… a dark poem

Woe, to the eyes that saw me

In the lackluster, deluge

Of yesterday’s dream.

What sayeth thee?

Ye of night vision

And chilled, blackened stares?

Are thee an owl?

Perched high above

And watching for human pray?

Whilst the stars witness

You prowl within the mind

Wreaking havoc upon those

Unwitting, and unwilling souls.

You are the embodiment of screams.

Nightmare flees when

You infest the scene.

You are terror incarnate – Azrael.

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer; View all posts by What Words May Come

TheSunshineArtist says:

January 4, 2019 at 6:00 am

Creepy…awesome spooky poem and image to match!😁

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  January 4, 2019 at 6:04 am
  
  Thank you, Jenna!😊
  
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Sunshiny SA, Kavitha says:

January 4, 2019 at 11:09 am

Wow Kevin, such imagery..🌺🌸💐

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  January 4, 2019 at 11:10 am
  
  Thank you! You should have seen what was in my head as I wrote it… Ha
  
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