Visual, Emotional, Dark |
| The veil descends The darkness prevails Dark shadows hide What eyes do not wish to see A gentle mist glides along the cobblestones Encroaching upon doorways and alleyways alike Transparent and eerily quiet Ghostly without form Candles flicker in windowsills Guttering weak, sparking bright Fighting off the darkness from within Protecting those not game to venture outside this night Cats yowl and cry, looking for a fight Bin lids fall from their scavenging ways Rats scurry along with the mist Taking comfort in its shroud of protection The old man stumbles, trips upon drunken feet Scattering all in his wake Searching for home but finding none A lost soul for the night to take The moon shines bright behind the clouds Bathing him in soft and filtering light He drops to his knees, eyes brimming with tears And begs for his life to take flight But another night passes another dawn rises The cats and mice scamper away The candles burn out The mist dissipates to hide And the old man lives to suffer another day. Amare Jane 2025 |