by Fran 🏅🇬🇧🇬🇧🏅
A fellow meets his fate
the fellow took.
There he came upon
Interchanging masks, begging
for a destiny to control.
Displaying astounding hollowness,
she shook his core, the almighty goddess.
In profound darkness her two faces mock;
sensing the poor fellow's utter shock.
Awaiting his ultimate fate,
he quivered; oh! Such regret.
Her four arms, how they reached.
Death seconds away;
his screams echoed.
In a beat,
Poetry form: Double Etheree: syllable count 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 10, 9, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. AABB rhyme scheme in lines 9-12 added for fun.
Inspiration: from "Dark Dreamscapes Poetry Contest"