Submissions by nocturnalecho

When heavy midnight drapes a silent street,
And stars retreat behind a cloudy curtain,
They rise anew—emerge from the abyss,
Bring countless questions, answers yet uncertain.

Freed from the frail, decaying shells of old,
With piercing gaze and steps which echo faintly,
They creep within; their darkened tales unfold
And shatter his mind’s refuge built so saintly.

A glance through hazy glass is unavailing;
His muffled scream allures a ravens’ flock.
They stare with glee at his unnerving wailing,
While cawing out of rhythm: ...