Array ( [sid] => 183428 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Reckoning [time] => 2016-08-08 23:39:46 [hometext] => The jackhammer may jolt the concrete, but a slow and steady river creates shape... [bodytext] => Darkness tried to reach me yesterday.

It was very plain and almost polite.
A casual request to connect.

A simple invitation, if you will.
A chance to say hello...remember me?

But I could see the darkness this time.


I recognized your shadow as it approached.

The seemingly innocent conversation that leaves your soul naked and ravished by devilish delight.

Yes, I see you.



But this time... you shall see me, too.

I will not be muted by survival
I will not be turned.

For you awoke the warrior.



My heart stopped that night . . . and drifted for a beat . . . or a thousand tiny drops of rain

Then came the thunder.
ANGER AND RAGE
Then came the lightening.
And, as you can guess - the fire grew...

So no. I will not entertain you.
I have no pity for your regret
Nor condolences for your sins

I am a warrior now and cannot bother with you.

Slowly seep back into your insignificance and know that it was I, who conquered you. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 449 [topic] => 13 [informant] => odessa19 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - The Reckoning


The Reckoning
Date: Monday, 8th August 2016 @ 11:39:46 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: odessa19
Darkness tried to reach me yesterday.

It was very plain and almost polite.
A casual request to connect.

A simple invitation, if you will.
A chance to say hello...remember me?

But I could see the darkness this time.


I recognized your shadow as it approached.

The seemingly innocent conversation that leaves your soul naked and ravished by devilish delight.

Yes, I see you.



But this time... you shall see me, too.

I will not be muted by survival
I will not be turned.

For you awoke the warrior.



My heart stopped that night . . . and drifted for a beat . . . or a thousand tiny drops of rain

Then came the thunder.
ANGER AND RAGE
Then came the lightening.
And, as you can guess - the fire grew...

So no. I will not entertain you.
I have no pity for your regret
Nor condolences for your sins

I am a warrior now and cannot bother with you.

Slowly seep back into your insignificance and know that it was I, who conquered you.

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