Darkness - a poem by free quill

 Welcome back to my blog guys. This is me free quill and 'tis my poem about darkness. I hope you like it.

                                                                               DARKNESS

That undescribing canvas,

Completely one in thought,

Yet comprehended varily,

That sign of death.

Of all evil in thought and deed,

That follower of men, too is his,

That darkness is his follower,

Yet beautiful it was,

For a man to whom the supreme truth,

Is clear and is true,

Birth and death were old friends,

His presence lived of.

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