Falcon's dark poems

Dark poems to feed your imagination...

Friday, January 2, 2015

Bloodless moon and fire in the skies,
Shadows of trees, greets the one who dies.

~ Falcon Dove

Indsendt af Falcon Dove kl. 00:17

Left behind

Left behind. The story goes: He fled the house. He didn't even looked back. So filled with horror, he just ran away. His mind we...
Dark light

Mist and darkness steals the flickering light. A single beacon in the dark sea of night. It glows from the window to fight off your ...
Castle of ice

On a snow covered mountain, protected by spell. Deep in the dungeons, in the dark pits of hell, they build her a prison, and locked ...
The Call

Dark Forest Dark forest, what do you hide in the dwindling dayligt? Swirling mist, what do you hide that aggravates my fright? Sh...
Aiming for space

They were aiming for the space, all lights were green to go, when something odd took place of which, we'll never know. ~ Fal...
Night Calls

Night Calls. The clouds closed in on the rays from the sun. Darkness invited what the daylight had shun. Man became prey to unspea...
Bloodless moon

Bloodless moon and fire in the skies, Shadows of trees, greets the one who dies. ~ Falcon Dove
Released

Mist was rising up from the ground, While the chill in the air increased. Silence disturbed by an eerie sound, when the graveyard rel...
Home of the dead

A lonely ship, adrift at the sea, while the storm was raging as hard as can be. It stayed on its course. Was heading for land. Ret...
Black Friday

(Picture found on http://weburbanist.com/ ) Not a sound. You're all alone and don't want to stay. You should have left wh...

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