A MAGICAL NIGHT
It is a magical night for a party.
Beautiful couples dance
between the glass statues.
Fancy gowns draped
on perfect bodies.
The party at the glasshouse is perfect.
Maybe a little too perfect.
THE DEAD GAME
A MAGICAL NIGHT
night
I WILL
I will grow.
I will reach the stars.
I don’t care about the graves
or the mausoleums.
I don’t care
The Dead
walk the night.
I will grow leaves.
I will stay here.
I will stay alive.
THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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ALONE WITH THE SNOW
Night Walk – {by Tiina Törmänen} | {Official WebSite}
A walk in the dark.
Alone in the park.
The cold creeps.
The trees shiver.
The falling snow whispers.
The stars sparkle.
No voices.
No noises.
Alone with the snow
And the bitter cold.
THE LAST ONE
I search the night.
A lovely sight.
My wings are spread.
Don’t go to bed.
I see you scurry.
Don’t need to worry.
My talons reach for thee.
In the sky, you’ll soon be.
We’ll soar to my nest.
I will love you best.
I will be the last one you’ll see
before your eyes close for me.
THE NIGHT COMES
The night comes,
Dragging its feet,
Lurking in the corners.
Come to me.
I can’t wait much longer.
Your time is limited.
Enter my domain.
The wind sighs.
The moon shows its face.
The birds flee.
The spirits rise.
Yes, move closer.
DARE TO DREAM
DARE TO DREAM
I stare into the night.
I gaze at the unknown.
I dare to dream of flight
Before the time has flown.
When the night comes softly
On feet as light as air,
I can see more clearly
Of what I can dare.
Alone on this hilltop
With the freezing wind and cold,
I will race without stop
To places, I can be bold.
Darkness hides secrets and lies
Beneath its cloak of despair.
Secrets that severs all ties
Until the sun rises clear.
THE HUNT
THE HUNT
It moves slowly.
In the dead of night.
Walking on silent feet.
It draws closer.
I dash into a building.
An empty school.
It soon follows.
It brings with it silence.
I can feel its presence.
Creeping closer.
I enter a deserted hallway.
I turn.
Shut my eyes.
And stand strong.
Darkness descends.
I fall into the dark abyss.
