The Serpent Kings

Sly and slow
His eyes do glow

A different kind
Of radiance shows

Beneath his psyche
Dancing wildly

Waiting ever
Silently...

Back and forth
Enblazened stare

He makes his move
And it is swift

Deadly is the manchean deceit
Brutal yet sly his only feat

Forked tongue of gold
It's hissss much the same

I rise up sudden
Without a word

And strike my pretenders
As they show

One after another
Foe by Foe

They slither away
Their ugly entice

To another one and
One yet after that

My spirit now rises
Above the earth

As i return back
My spirits renewed

No Sky
No Earth

No Colour
No Birth

No Numbers
No Sound

No Soul to be found.

And all is Silent
Silent... again.

Thankyou

a reply to: LadyButterfly

Hypnotic. Bravo!

a reply to: Geki09

Thanks kind Sir It took me 7 minutes to write it but what is time but a moment that comes then fades away.

a reply to: LadyButterfly

Can I ask you, what inspired you? And who do you think the Serpent King may be?

a reply to: Geki09

My Dreams and My Imagination Inspires me. The Serpents have many faces, like Janus but... more.