Battle of the Lights

A poem about the battle between good and evil.

Battle of the Lights

 

There is a beam of light, shining through my window,

It comes in, sneaking in, scaring the darkness away.

The Darkness scrambles for a weapon, a point, or club

In my cluttered room, cornered, shaking, plagued with fear.

 

The Light scrambles forward, hissing at its opponent,

While the Darkness lunches forward, flying forward, teeth bared.

They scramble and they fight; biting, clawing, yelping,

Trying to defeat the other, a flickering of the lights.

 

The darkness is on the upper hand, his mangled paws around Light’s neck

As he pushes downward, painfully downward"for I’m afraid Light will meet his death!

But no! Do not worry, for the light sprints quickly, flipping upward, tossing Darkness onto

His worn old back, which gives out with a snap, and light stands victorious, his foot on

The Darkness’ neck,

Pushing downward,

Painlessly downward.

 

 For the Darkness has been defeated and he has finally met his death.

And now our future will forever be bright,

Radiantly bright,

Since the better man won The Battle of the Lights.  

Author's Note

the arrangement of the stanzas is a little messed up (copy and paste from Microsoft word).
Other than that, enjoy XD

Reviews

[Echezonachukwu Nduka]

...Your concept is very rare.You're a unique poet and I love that.Moreso,it is a good thing that light won darkeness in this battle.That way,your future and ours will be beamingly bright...

[Aysia]

Thank you! xD

[dunnia]

this is a really nice poem especially considering your age.....i wasnt as good at your age >.

[dunnia]

this is a really nice poem especially considering your age.....i wasnt as good at your age >.

[Aysia]

thanks. that means a lot xD