Twilight Monster

Twilight Monster

A Poem by Strife

As a monster, I will become The Master Planner


Endless cries carry the shattered soul

Bliss is gone, the end is nigh.

And they called me a monster


I, as a monster,

will look upon my crimes

and try as night falls


After many nights have passed

they themselves will become the monsters

they saw me as.

From their ranks they will look upon me

and shout, "Save us."


As I orchestrate my plans

and create my organization of twilit souls

I shall look down and whisper,




For I, your monster

have evolved into another monster

that you shall call

"The Master Planner"

© 2009 Strife

Author's Note

I just did this in like thirty minutes.

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your poetry continues to grow, great job.

Posted 14 Years Ago

Not bad at all. It is strange how often an outcast becomes the one the masses seek out. I liked the compact stanzas and conversational style.

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Added on April 10, 2009
Last Updated on April 10, 2009



McAllen, TX

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