Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
A thunderous silence deafens the night until wild wolves’ melancholy melody heralds the ebony darkness born at the coming of the moon. Trees are plunged into the void of nightfall, the whispers of twilight awaken as the presence of pale moonlight pierces the wisps of solemn clouds. The lunar light defies the darkness, and melts into the dense mist leaving silvery light hovering over the landscape, banishing the decay of midnight’s umbra.
0
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 3:53 PM UTC
Untitled
A thunderous silence deafens the night until wild wolves’ melancholy melody heralds the ebony darkness born at the coming of the moon. Trees are plunged into the void of nightfall, the whispers of twilight awaken as the presence of pale moonlight pierces the wisps of solemn clouds. The lunar light defies the darkness, and melts into the dense mist leaving silvery light hovering over the landscape, banishing the decay of midnight’s umbra.
Written by
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 3:53 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem