The Morrigan's Promise
Flawless imperfection
Staring back at me.
Eyes hold a mystery only few will see.
The journey into a deathly plane,
Sword in my hands,
I hold the key to what they fear
In this ancient land.
From the Shadows I emerge
With a darkness that shrouds their eyes.
Their screams you will hear
No room for compromise.
In the dawning of the day
I'll rise and touch the sky.
My raven's wings beating strong
Today is the day we rise.
Amethyst Midnight
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Woah I love your poetry, it's dark mysterious and invokes a sense of power.
Thank you so much!
No problem, I look forward to more of your poetry