A Sinister Lullaby

A Sinister Lullaby

By: Adam M. Snow

 

A melody flowing caressing the nightly air,

its soothing sound echoes a flair.

It sprung from the lips of a maiden aloft;

the angelic song, sung ever so soft.

This peaceful lullaby dares be at ease;

it is peace and harmony, this song decrees.

I dare not wake from this melody slumber,

this rest entrance me to encumber.

The melody continues on through the night,

caressing the angelic lunar light.

It steals my breath, my soul, my heart;

it speaks a lore to impart.

It torments my dream, my self, my being;

to hear this earthly angel singing.

I cannot wake from this melody trance;

darkness consumes as the angel dance.

I cannot wake from this grimful hollow;

an ethereal silence, who fears to follow.

All life trembles at her voice,

leaving all to surrender, not by choice.

Her melody sways forevermore,

stealing the souls for many yore.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Perfect flow and presence, well done, I adore you! x

[Elaenor Aisling]

Nice rhyme scheme, like this piece a lot.

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Very nice, I love the title and the rhyming. Enjoyed.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the story in this poem. The relax pace allowed the reader to have visions of a earthly angel singing.
"It steals my breath, my soul, my heart;
it speaks a lore to impart."
A very good ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote