Expressionist

Poems are things you write when you feel things too big to say, and things too big to feel. Everything here is my own work, picked up from flashes and memories and small remarks that stayed with me. I hope you find something that stays with you

The Land of Shadows

The Land of Shadows is not only darkness-
Because there is only darkness when there is light-

A frown can only happen if there was once a grin
A good deed can only happen if you have committed a sin

The crooked gates of darkness will welcome you inside
But be warned- for once you come –
YOU CAN NEVER HIDE

The ruler of this dark and twisted place
Rules over the people with an evil mace

Her lips are bloodstained-
Teeth a rotten red

If you wish to enter our land-
An oath your must carry-
Which for you have one chance

Look into the eyes of Death-
And pour your fears into his well
And all your stories to him you tell

Come into the darkness-
Hide from the light
Or down a void you will fall-
Out of anyones sight

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