The Sweet Symphony – Poem

The Crows of the night,
Meandering like willows of the ship.

Adventures of the great warrior,
Was to end here at the tower.

Faces of his heroism,
Played before him,
A sweet symphony of ethereal tone,
Bringing tears to the listeners.

The misplaced trust,
Or the search for it,
Was but the only reason for them all.

As they marched over the wall,
And into the knight,
Footsteps thundering,
Right into the hearts of their enemies.

The battle of four,
Belittled the ones at the back.

Demons ran afloat,
All over the ground and into the kingdom.

Photo by Tyler Rutherford on Unsplash


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