A Poem by Profanisaurus

Author: Profanisaurus
Created: February 27, 2017 at 02:50 pm
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: General/Other | General/Other | General/Other
Upload Stats: 5 Stars by 1 users with 1 comments and 172 views

568. The Dark Crows Call Out Her Name  

The dark crows call out her name 

as she lay sprawled beneath them

her rivers of tears run steaming down her cheeks

almost evaporating as her face burns with shame 


Her long white gown is torn and scorched

her broken wings hang useless from her back

the feathers have been burnt away 

leaving scarred and livid flesh


There is no way for her to fly again 

or even be able to rise as she once did 

her descent was to rapid for her to escape 

and only the ground broke her tumbling body


She lives her last moments in terror 

that she will fall into darkness

all she can do is pray for death 

as the dark crows call out her name 


Last Modified: May 27, 2017 at 02:53 pm
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May 20, 2017
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Another excellent piece. Keep up the good work!

Thanks for youur comment

 Profanisaurus replied on May 27, 2017

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