Twilight of the Dead

I wrote this poem, with thoughts of death and the inevitabilty of our final destination. After all, death is never far away. The "undead" in this piece, are simply representations of our foes and problems in life.

All Saint's Day,

is back again,

bolt your doors,

don't let them in,

 

Or face that army,

of undead souls,

those wicked fiends,

with hellish goals,

 

What lies beyond,

the world of men,

hell, heaven or sacred glen?

 

The sea of darkness,

is always near,

cold and stark,

filled with fear.....

Reviews

[Fran Marie]

A very well crafted dark piece to be sure, with vivid descriptives

Great Job on this onE! Thanks for sharing in midnight madness

[Twilight]

You said it, and thanks!

[Sean M. Addams]

like the darkness in this piece .... you paint some very wicked imagery in this and the flow is good too ... overall nice job on this....good luck and thanks for entering my contest...fav lines....Or face that army,

of undead souls,

those wicked fiends,

with hellish goals,

[Twilight]

Indeed, indeed..!

[CLUTZ]

It seems like it's telling of another world other than ours.....a very dark world tht sometimes let's it's deadly inhabitants loose, tht might just be me though, very nice.

[Twilight]

Indeed. Thanks for your thoughts, here!

[Dianah]

I like this, Julian but would like to see it extended. (Maybe a second part with life beyond the veil).

[Twilight]

I see, yes. I may consider trying out that suggestion; and thanks for the encouraging words.

[Kimberly Smith]

nice .. i love the meaning and the rep. of it great job

[Twilight]

Thankyou, Kimberly.

[Susan]

very cool and enjoyable poem...very good...

[Twilight]

Thanks, for your positive response.