He That Walks The Night

I am he that walks the night
the connoisseur of darkness
always seeking the weak,the old
shadowing lost dreams and hopes

though hidden my face and form
eyes widen as I pass,knowing my purpose
I seek the rotted minds full of hate and fear
come my little ones I am the best at what I do

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About Cassiopeia Rises

I am an artist and a poet writing and living in NYC.
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6 Responses to He That Walks The Night

  1. Tim Keeton says:

    come my little ones I am the best at what I do

    I like.

    Rhyme on!
    (Thus spake the Undead.)

  2. Kavita says:

    Ooohhh… survival of the most evil!
    Awesome lines…. this is exactly how the strong manage in this world too… by preying upon the weak…

  3. deadpoet88 says:

    Awesome, dark and evil! Great work!

  4. Cassiopeia Rises says:

    Thank you Tim for reading my poem. I a happy that you liked.

    Melanie

  5. Cassiopeia Rises says:

    Thanks Kavita for once again reading my work. Glad you liked the poem

    Melanie

  6. Cassiopeia Rises says:

    deadpoet88, yes it is rather dark but then I do so love all that walks in darkness. I am most happy that you liked it.

    Melanie

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