Darkness creeps, a silent shroud,
Whispers echo, lost and loud.
A candle flickers, flame so frail,
As shadows writhe and secrets wail.
Words unspoken, etched in air,
Beckon forth what’s hidden there.
A circle drawn, a line is crossed,
The very air begins to frost.
The ground it trembles, unseen hand,
Pulls at the threads of this strange land.
A figure stirs, a chilling sight,
Emerging from the endless night.
Eyes like embers, burning bright,
Pierce through the soul with darkest night.
The summoning, a bond entwined,
A power unleashed, unconfined.
Will dawn break through this wicked plight,
Or will darkness hold its endless night?
The answer waits, unseen, unknown,
As shadows gather round the throne.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
2024
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 