| Tribute to Darkness This is my little tribute to Darkness, in all its solemn and haunting forms. - Poem is called "Death" and yes, I wrote it. Death - by AwesomelyRandom Darkest rays of darkest night, blotting out all signs of light, only stars and moon shine through, all else veiled in blackest hew. Mysteries of darkness loom, in the night and in the gloom, spirits roam throughout the land, calling Death with scythe in hand. Death himself comes riding in, on a horse as black as sin, clutching to the mortal realm, lies a man with broken helm. With great care the scythe is aimed, as the dying soul is claimed. Tags: Darkness Night Black Blackness Moon Blood Grim Reaper Death Poem Poetry Stars Dead Soul Spirit Ghost |