A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.
Enjoy.

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274. The Night Enchantor

The Night Enchantor they called him,

His fame was akin to the reaper grim

For with a single word he would

Burn down empires as if made of wood.

He was taken down from his throne

One fateful night and never seen again

Destroyed was all that he had gained,

Power, wealth… He was left with flesh and bone,

As the shadow of a shadow,

Nothing remained of his powerful glow.

Though gone from this world he was not,

Only forgotten, locked away to rot;

Many a year has passed since then

And so much has changed in the world of men

But in his heart never wavered

The deepest of desire, oh sweet-flavored!

Past glory he would again claim

And old enemies would perish in flame…

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