Sitting in the cold night, Watching the moonlight waiting for the change of the monster to shift its form, Burning and aching as the form begins to shape. As it stands in the open with eyes red as the sun, It howls to the moon and cries in the night.
Heat of the skin and fur drenched in blood, And rain, Quickly it moves to a person unaware, Making its move on the next prey it finds. A lonely man stands in the road eyes black as stone, Rain bounces of his dark rain coat. He is a easy target but is not alone.
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Very well written poem! A beautiful, descriptive, short write that captures the reader immediately... Very well Done :)
Such a great poem I loved reading it. Such great idea for a poem what's your inspiration?
Omg i love this so much i can see everything your talking about and i love it
I think it was a very good poem and i will certainly show it to my friend, it has her name written all over it! :)
Very well! Nice poem keep it up!