Black Flames – Poem

The dragon gazed at him with those hideous eyes,
Making him think – recall every one of his lies,

His comrades are dead, cheated
They surround him in blood,

He dares not to look back,
For fear of being captured and stuck,

He promised them glory and pride,
To abundant gold he was the guide,

All his promises are charred,
In black abysmal flames,
Of the creature afar,
That death portends,

Thanks for reading,
Patrick Rain

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6 years ago

Very good. Touching…

Patrick Rain
6 years ago
Reply to  Abejojo

Thanks. I’m glad to hear you like it.

7 years ago

Nice poem, highlighting the perils of stealing a dragons gold.

Patrick Rain
7 years ago

Thanks, Lion.