Devils Of The Dark Poem by Nishi Kumari

Holding the candle she walked straight
all alone in the deadly dark
Her nerves roared with the tremulous fear
she was going through
Unknown she was of the land she travelled
She wondered with her heart thundering
how she reached there
The voices of the devils echoed around
haunting her mind
Restless she became when the scary storm
blew the candle off
Her eyes were red with the trauma when she
collapsed seeing them
Those demons of the death standing in
front of her
They were furious with sparkling eyes and
claws of a dreadful beast
Scared she was like hell praying for her
death to be easy
They cut her fingers and drank her blood
Screamed she with her throat tearing apart
They celebrated the feast of her soul
Her remains lied in the black mud of death
There was a nasty cold blood curdling silence
Which broke when she woke up with the same glittering eyes
Enchanting the death song she walked away
like a zombie
Joining the army of the death...