He who brings the night.

He seeks to see the world in ashes, but it is his plans that are burnt.

  He who brings the night,

With power without harness,

Bringing the defenders of light and darkness,

Into an eternal fight,

Seeking the world between his thorns,

An entity of pure destruction,

With not a sliver of exhaustion,

Rising proudly his dark horns,

Always sharpening his claws,

To crush without fail,

The world he sees so frail,

Full of nothing but dirty flaws,

But in his way will always rise,

A man with a lightning bow,

Protecting the light is his only vow,

An angel in disguise,

As he shots the arrow ,
Unleashing the power from its crest,

The lightning strikes at his behest,

in a continual flow,

The Night bringer angered,

Unleashing piercing cries,

Could not bear the many times,

Bear the losses he sustained,

He who brings the night,

With a twisted determination,

To world domination,

Continues his eternal fight

Author's Note

Hi, this is one of the writing i actually wrote in my free time, i actually do not have any experience in any writing of any sort, and English is not my native language, so it may have numerous flaws, but please do enjoy, and review my work, because i do wish to become better at this ^^

Reviews

[Mabel]

This poem has a really nice flow, what a great read. Like you, English is also not my main language tho I started learning it when I was 4; but point is, I totaly support writers who write their poems or stories in english even if it's not their native language. Truly inspiring.

[weezix]

What a wonderful piece of art i could literally feel its flow. Keep it up bud!