Black rain pours down,
Lightning strikes dead trees.
Demons cackle at the sight,
As thunder rolls through the night.
Flames light up the night,
Smoke climbs into the clouds.
The demons are delighted,
This mischief they've begun.
Demons lurk around every corner,
Hiding in the shadows,
Snaking through the clouds.
It's a demons' delight tonight.
The sun is rising, it burns their eyes,
Back to their dwellings, the demons flee.
To ashes some burn, the unlucky ones.
It was a big demon party the other night.
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Poems
PoetryThis is a compilation of poems that I have written. I am very proud of them and I ask that you please don't steal them. If you want to put one in one of your books for some unknown reason, let me know first. I'll tell you if you have permission. Als...
