Darkness
~*~
Void resides within the Darkness
No colors
Not even shadows
Dancing on the walls.
~*~
Whatever moves won’t be seen
Just heard, maybe felt
Creeping or slithering.
~*~
Silently some walk up webs
Of deceive
Constructed to trap to capture prey
Alive they struggle
As they have their juices of life
Suckled
From the weak or the caught
Unfortunate souls
They see not the transparent adhesive
That snarls their miserable existence.
~*~
Darkness is praised
Darkness is feared
Darkness is welcome
By lovers obsessed with passion
In the heat of sensuous transactions
Taking some to where they’ve
Never been
Some never seen
Entwined in positions dreamt
Positions unheard nor tried.
~*~
Within the Darkness people cry and die
People scream and dream
Some sleep till the morning
Feeling refresh, rewarded
Relieved
From the fears of Darkness
They’re survived another night.
~*~
By: William Bonilla
“D’Artagnan”
11/23/08
I like how you cover so many emotions in this one write. Well done!
Sheila
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Christine
Edwin
Then, D'Artagnan...see those stone stairs going up? they will take you out of the dungeons...
Georg
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Excellent write! As James says, Gothic work. I wish I could write like that.
Many blessings,
~Linda
fee
interesting and very well written William...
John