Riders of Death

Eternal creatures of death descending upon Halloween.

Within the cloak of the night
in the dead, shadowed sunlight
Riders of Death haunt the sky
damned to eternally die
On this night, All Hallow's Eve
visions of the ghost riders weave
midnight black winged horses beneath
glowing white bones and blood sharp spiked teeth
eye sockets glowing unholy black light
scanning the ground, death will soon bite
long, blood sharp swords in their bone hands
screams of death haunt countless lands
such black, chilling screams of death
ghostly creatures of dead breath
They choose victims and descend
on this night blows their death wind
blood sprays from their silver swords
cries of death are their rewards
all is not well on this night
scenes of blood and slaughter ignite
Though when the clock strikes midnight
their blood reign fades from sight
they resume haunting night skies
each dead soul forever dies

Reviews

[Black Cat Fever]

A very hair raising horror poem. I can hear that scream in my head getting louder. This is good horror!

[Eric Cox]

Thanks my feline friend!

[Wolf's Dark Song]

This creates a very haunting and mysterious feeling, like an approaching dark tide to overwhelm an individual or the whole earth. Very good write.

[Coyote Song]

Wow, another outstanding horror poem. Very powerful and vivid images in this poem. Chillings and horror reign. Such a tale in your poem. I can visual this as a movie or a TV episode of some dark series. Outstanding work here Eric. :)

[Eric Cox]

Thank you! :)

[Coyote Song]

Great poem!

[Star Wolf]

Very chilling and seriously spooky! This is classic horror through beginning to ending! Awesome job!

[Eric Cox]

thank you! :)

[Tina Kline]

Your words paint a very dreadful scene of terror and horror! This is very descriptive and full of action and motion. Great work and great job on this horror write!