He is the Shadow Knight
The most feared creature ever known
Death and destruction
Are his calling
His deeds are many and gruesome
Beheadings
Ripping people apart
Hangings
Just to name a few
And all these and even worse things
He does for pure fun
Sword
Dagger
Poison darts
Crossbow
Flaming arrows
Even the magical arts
Going throughout the land
Destroying those who get in his way
Don’t ask for mercy
It just makes him mad
The Shadow Knight
Knight
Warrior
Wizard
Casting spells
Sword fighting
Crossbow shooting
Anything that causes death
Anything that brings forth destruction
He kills for his own amusement
He kills purely for the joy
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Author:
Tony36 (
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Comments6
A poem of an angry and lethal foe well described and imaged. I wonder what made him mad. Well done Tony
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Your poem conjures a mythic figure of pure dread; an unredeemable force who kills not out of vengeance or cause, but sheer pleasure. Through crisp, relentless imagery and repetition, the Shadow Knight becomes more legend than man, cloaked in menace. It's a chilling portrait of chaos unchained, leaving readers haunted by the absence of mercy. Stirring read, Tony 🕊️🙏🏻
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Wow. We all go a little mad, but this Shadow Knight is rather terrifying. A wonderful poem that conjures mystery and dread. Well done, mate! 👏🌹
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That's a angry man, nicely expressed and written, enjoyed the read
A truely terrible guy. I think I had him as a Maths teacher once. Powerful creative poem here mi amigo
Unfortunately there are people out there like that in the world Tony.
Andy
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