Messenger

the winds howl with the messenger of death
his essence learks in each and every breath
he screams out in joy as he captures yet
another little boy.when he smiles the
day goes dark and dreary as everyone
soon grows weary.none that have seen
this darkened feen have ever grown
to be so highly known.


he will steal your life away and
never have a thing to say
his love is a thing of fiction never
will it ever come to mention



BEWARE THE HOWLING WINDS OF DEATH
for if you hear them it will sertainly be your last breath

by sandra geisell

Comments (2)

poignant verses...an imaginative thoughts...well done.. Ency Bearis
Wow very dramatic and impactful. What a lovely use of words. Enjoyed it alot.