A Poem by PoeticVandal

A narrow rocky path lies before him,
On which he runs, his breath fights him.
Darkness lies ahead as it lays behind,
He searches for salvation but there's none here to find.
A glimpse behind reveals little more,
Than quick shadows pouncing with a growl and roar.
His hope fell against what his greed hath brought,
The road stretches on, his efforts are naught.
He passes by a tall, burnt and wilted tree,
And he could have sworn that he could see.
Flesh of men like him piled on branches dead,
The tree stained red by the countless bled.
A flash of light roared in the sky,
And in this glimmer he saw what he was pursued by.
A black beast charred and big unlike any other,
Its angry eyes glowed red like hot ember.
Claws of black steel scraping the ground as it walked,
Its jaws open, hungry for the prey it stalked.
A renewed fear gripped his racing heart,
The hound, howling pounced behind him with a start.
He broke again into a desperate run,
Fleeing the hound his threads of fate had spun.
He could hear it, the deafening scraping of claws,
A misty breath erupting from his panting jaws.
Each breath he drew burned his chest cold,
All are horrors gained by his soul he sold.......

© 2013 PoeticVandal

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I like the description of the flesh of the men piled on the tree, it created a good ability for visualization

Posted 9 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow - dark and haunting, a riveting read - it had my eyes glued on to it till the end.
a man haunted by his own deeds , his own greed.
Fleeing the hound his threads of fate had spun.
those lines had it all. awesome read. keep writing :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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2 Reviews
Added on January 1, 2013
Last Updated on January 31, 2013
Tags: hell, hell's hound, greed, horror, fate.



Dubai, Karama, United Arab Emirates

I began writing almost 5 years ago, but not as much as i have in the past year or so.. Though I may have years behind me, I am but a hatch-ling in the world of writing...... That being said, please r.. more..