A Midnight's Dream Poem by Agatha Eliza

A Midnight's Dream

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Concealed by a cold midnight frost,
this transparent spirit of mine
is floating like an ageless spot
over burning, draining veins of chalk!



Year after year, I plucked the roses
from deserted graveyards of angels,
but only dreams kept them alive..
and the solitude of autumn's night.



What a blessing! Cold rivers flowing
blending with the touch of red..
their frozen rhythm choked by time
falling down with tears I once shed!



The mist rises above the deep woods
as hungry wolves begin to howl..
soothing the sanctum of my soul
watching the arrival of great Cthulhu!



Waves rise and smash against the cliffs
turning them into dust and fire,
life's just another far away desire
watching over this obsidian hell empire!

Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy,gothic,ocean waves
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