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| Here is a chance for you budding poets, a mystery poem that allows you to demonstrate your talents. Just add your own verse, submit it and I will add it on to this page. Thanks to Brian from Nusongs for suggesting this. |
| Mystery Poem In an old abandoned church Where mere mortals fear to tread And the only sound you hear Are the voices of the dead The wind whispers a melody Of dreams lost long ago And tells tales of dreamers In the breeze's ebb and flow Where time has turned the past to dust And made its memories fade There walks a man who once lived But who has now become a shade Shadows echo long lost songs Of pride and battle fought One man alone remembers his wrongs His endless battle for forgiveness sought The blood of life flowed from his hands Many bodies infest his dreams Vengeance is what his dreams demand As he listens eternal to their silent screams Remorse or pity he feels not His soul's but an empty shell He lives the penance he must pay In his lonely, self-inflicted hell He made the choice in waking life To tread a crooked path In doing so, let spirit go Now karma plays its wrath How long he's tread this haunted hall Not a living soul can tell But all who hear his mournful calls Know he is in his private hell For there he'll be forevermore a victim of his life To crawl amongst the shadows like a creature of the night And in his torrid torment the screams shall echo loud The shadow walks among the graves as if a whispy shroud There calling for his mercy to a God that's turned away He's left to face his destiny forever and a day But then one night a child did pass This dark and lonely place She stopped and gazed right at him A look of kindness on her face Who was this child? This lone little girl And why had she come to this dreadful world? Whilst mysteries roam about this hell Screaming tears your ears But if it is only you that is inside Then it is only you that hears But if you were outside Then many more would be your fears As danger lurks in the abandoned church They whine and cry They scream and shriek In sorrow for themselves 'Why did we have to die?' they ask 'Redemption's not an easy task' As more mysteries come to my head I was more eager to find out So I went ahead And what I found was a bunch of demon sprout I shook my head to clear my mind And do what I was asked Only one spirit must I find To help me with my task Where is this world where I now lie? I ask you to give me my wings and let me fly I do not belong here I didnt ask to die Help me to break free I wish it back to how it used to be. It wanders around by the day, Still restless during the night. This one spirit, this saving chance, These horrors will unite. These horrors dwell inside my soul And in my head I fear My wish for freedom will not come My end is drawing near ??? |
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