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Dark Poetry--Annihilation of the Wicked
This was truly the absolute hardest challenge I have ever had.
The theme was Annihilation of the Wicked. I had write the poem with the apocalypse in mind and without any religious tones.
Throughout the poem, there are underlined words that were chosen for me and had to remain in certain stanzas.
The poem had to be exactly 225 words and I had 6 hours to write this.
It took me 4 1/2 hours for the rough draft and after several revisions the poem took me 5 hours and 20 minutes. This was the final copy that was voted on by my challengers.
Thank-you for taking the time to read, Annihilation of the Wicked.
Annihilation of the Wicked
Phantoms of grey prolong the mists soft ribbon bands,
caressed gently across the shore’s velvety silk sands.
The moon but a crescent of the darkest night,
stars hidden through the shadows, offer no light.
Echoed in the distance, the voices of a thousand squalling birds,
with the heavy thumping and gathering of man less guided herds.
Whispers of roaring hissing through the thunderous looming air,
rustling are those who seek shelter or are left forever to despair.
Suddenly, the ocean roared with echoes of the waves,
as they crash through the caverns of the ocean caves.
The rocks were wet and shimmering, the tide was high,
the swells nearly of white horses as if they fell from the sky.
Caravanning across the waves, the Knight of Darkness came to play,
Eagerly, collected the souls that offered their spattered wicked display.
Those calloused by their selfish malicious greed,
Were swept away to the depths by the magnificent steed.
The time has come for Justice to appear,
The time for annihilation has drawn too near.
To rid the world of those filled with treacherous crime,
Gathered the soulless without reason nor rhyme.
Once the wicked were gathered, their souls no more,
The Knight of Darkness disappeared from the ocean’s shore.
Mists once present, now ebbed and faded away.
Those virtuous in heart were left here to stay.