The Gargoyles of Notre Dame
Many a day, I sit and watch
The anxieties of humans from atop
A menacing view on a Cornice of gray stone
Way up high upon a throneless throne
Once I was nefarious, being made of flesh
Until this curse was placed upon my head
Arenaceous splintering beneath one's feet
Harsh winds and rains and aged concrete
A whisper of Solace from spirits of old
Once smitten with angels, now defeated foes
I anxiously await the day of the Seventh Moon
Where creatures of this world will become your doom
When veils are removed from human eyes
As demons ascend from a hellish demise
Anchoring in soulical men
A feast upon the soul of those with raised chins
I caution you this... to stand your ground
Will release the hounds of hell... an encampment around
The fate of mankind will have no shelter
Like a rising tide upon the sea in stormy weather
I'll see you soon in this place of, time
Where your flesh will become my flesh
And your souls will be mine
For within the chambers of darkness
There in lie enough demons to darken the brightest of skies
I've only seen the calamity of the demonically insane
When Aquifers gave way, and the skies brought rain
The prayers of the undead...
Below heaven's ceiling have they remained
These prophecies have long awaited to fall from my lips
As demons swell upon the skies
So will the undead begin to rise
From top to bottom and from side to side
The Gargoyles of ancient bloodlines will be your demise.
About this poem
Halloween, Gargoyles, Days of darkness, demonic forces and the end of days
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Written on September 05, 2022
Submitted by felixpaulppw on October 10, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,470 |
Words | 303 |
Stanzas | 16 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 3, 2, 2, 2, 3, 2 |
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