The Pretty Bloodied Night

[kaidanasnan]

All the pretty bloodied horses,
With pretty bloodied coats,
Killing in unspoken rhyme,
To still unspoken notes.

All the pretty wolves,
With pretty bloodied fang,
The silent killers of the night,
And as one pack they sang.

All the pretty trees,
With pretty bloodied boughs,
Watched the bloody battle,
Watched the broken vows.

Now all the pretty creatures,
In the pretty bloodied night,
No longer will they break their vows,
And with Death's wings, the sky alight.
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Forgot to enter a subject, so I lost the original. So here's what I remember, which is actually the real thing.

Obviously, it's another spur of the moment poem. Not quite sure why I portrayed the animals like this, but that's how it came out. I got the idea from a site I was once on that had a similar idea to the first stanza. Tel me what you think please.

[ScarletMornings]

wow. I really, really, really loved that. strange, i usually don't like somewhat violent poems, but that, i adored. that's not quite the right word, but i did really like this.

[kaidanasnan]

Thank you. Glad you liked it.

[Queen of Rain]

it was very interesting, i dont know what else to say

[kaidanasnan]

Thanks. I think.