Legend of the Raven

It was the dead of night,
During the time of no life,
A time of darkness,
Where comes the end of all light,

I sat in my chair before the grand fire,
Reminded of past pains and sorrow,
Trying to raise my fallen spirit higher,
Thinking of that dark path,
The black road which my heart so did follow,

Pictures of joy bounce through my head,
Scenes of happiness brought to an end,
As the joy turns to ash now that my past is dead,
My heart full of sorrow,
I beg this to cease and this pain to be gone,
Only then will my grief begin to mend,

In this darkened hell I slowly began to read,
Stories of evils and ravens in the works of Allen Poe,
Drinking from my brandy with this my pain I did feed,
As if stuck in time the darkness came creeping in,
Before my eyes the words turned to black,
There sleep took me wishing my heart would quickly slow,

Then as I slept in the loneliness of before,
With haste out of that dreadful abyss,
Came aloud knocking upon my door,
I awoke with a start upon the sound of such banging,
“Be gone whoever you are at an hour such as this”

But still came the knocking upon my chamber door,
“That’s it” I cried with my arms flung to the sky,
“Go back from whence you came and leave me forever more,”
With the tapping continued I threw open the door,
But from the darkness of night,
With great flutter in did a raven fly,

He perched himself above the glowing fire place,
And sat there staring back with eyes as black as coal,
I went back to my chair and looked up into that staring soulless face,
“What brings you to my simple abode Mr Raven?” my humour growing,
“What be your craving at this time of night?” I said with a chuckle,
What came next made my heart stop and chilled me to my soul,


That which came in the reply was surely absurd,
Of all the evils in this world I thought I never would see,
“What was that dear raven could you repeat I must of misheard”,
He stared back blankly with those soulless eyes,
Slowly the beak moved and came that cold reply “never more”,
It was then I knew what devil came for me,

Within me anger and sorrow began to flare,
With rage I yelled “what manner of creature are you”,
“For you to come and break my silent pain with your forked tongue and devil stare”,
But all he did was continue his unrelenting gaze,
I tried to block out that returning pain as those words came out again “never more”,
“Leave me in this darkness and return to whence you flew”,

I screamed in rage and chased it around the room,
Fluttering in front of the fire leaving upon the room the an shadow cast,
Chasing it up the book case but alas my doom,
As I reached the top the case gave way,
Stuck under its weight gasping for a breath realising it would be my last,

Back from its perch it gazed down with its soulless look,
Staring hungrily upon me as my soul was stretch across the floor,
As I stared back into its evil eyes my fear encased me as my body shook,
Because upon that fire sat a demon where a bird once perched,
Casting its evil across the room as the blackness caved in,
The last I saw was its twisted shadow it left as it reached out for me,
As my eyes became heavy that demonic being wouldn’t let me rest,

For now in this house in the dead of night my soul did leave,
As my life ceased those dark words circled in my head,
For those feelings of hate and pain,
Those memories of joy and sorrow,
Those times of happiness and love,
All these are gone to return …………….never more.