A Night Walk

[Tetsanosuke]

Something is rising within a night so appetizing,
Taken in with erudite withdrawals,
An eye so scarce from her moonlit hairs
beckoned from the midnight ravens call

Across so darkened yards are twilight's hidden shards
Of souls lost on their way to heaven,
What nirvana they share from moon-gleams glared
Had failed at the strike of half past eleven

But even so as we walk into this night of coal-chalk
Darkness blackens the pathways we stalk,
And so from the shadows engendered cryptic Poe-like patterns
And from the beak of the raven the fallen shall talk

As we listen to the tales of blackened vales
The crow caws the midnight over
The second moon rises too soon,
As the days release to cold October

Oh, releasing to the tales of December creasing
Over November so bleak and cold,
Surmounting beyond the January phenomenon
The years we fear have become so old

But even as our night walk ends at the bend
And all the moonlight drowns,
In seas of sun we'll forever run
Nocturnal we'll make our steady rounds.

[PixyCorps]

I like it!Ok,I've got to stop saying that!
Sorry,but the sentence is just so common that it start's to sound funny.
Umm.I got it!

That is a worke of art!

Now that sound's compleminting,but not so childish.

PS:Keep it up!!!