Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Black knight

Black knight

In the dark pockety night,
Distorbing silhoette of times
Come from blackness, like a knight,
And raised it's lucent sword of rhymes.

In necklace from snakes of lights,
Strong, pristine, decuman and holy,
Firing rage looks from heights,
Knight treaded, surrounded by glory.

In infinite vortex of euphoric dance,
Rampant, aglitter, impetuous and fast,
Immersing all alive into awe trance,
His flame snakes whirled on sky's vast.

Swamping on beams of knight's tears,
And stunned by power of his voice,
The ground was shuddering in fears,
But knight already made his choice.

Anger was endless in his revenge,
As hopeless was his ancient quest,
Yet he rather will go to world's edge,
Than surrender to senseless rest.

That was dragon, abhorrent and evil,
Who took his tender princess away,
Search started. And thunder's anvil,
Accoutred black knight to his way...

In the middle of blind and fell tempest,
Suddenly stopped retributive sword:
This is pearly face of belovest
From above looked to her ward.