A Darkened Night
#1 of Poetry
Wrote this one night when my insomnia was at its worst.
A Darkened night
There's something wrong with tonight.
What's happened?
The night air is very close, too close...
Waves of grief overshadow you all without reason.
Has someone died?
Or has the world grinded to a halt?
A window opened by the wind,
Or by a creature of the night?
Grab your cane young man,
Infancy is around the corner.
A wrinkle of the sombre fright,
A silent whisper seems to consume the night.
Chills fill the room,
The glass remains half-empty.
Fill your cup my friend,
And be ready to meet your end.
The eagle has flown to the left.
The old man chuckles, chortles,
His tales of darkness now in motion.
We all live to die.