Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
eliot-1Poems
As the dark figure approaches Engulfed in roaches The boney hand’s tight grasp The bone-chilling rasp Like Life leaving the autumn trees With no hope to flee Everything fading away Broken apart like a puzzle left to lay Everything was meaningless The dark was seamless But like a knife through a cloth The light showed the truth
0
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 9:26 PM UTC
The dark hands
As the dark figure approaches Engulfed in roaches The boney hand’s tight grasp The bone-chilling rasp Like Life leaving the autumn trees With no hope to flee Everything fading away Broken apart like a puzzle left to lay Everything was meaningless The dark was seamless But like a knife through a cloth The light showed the truth
Written by
eliot-1
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 9:26 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem