Beyond The Shadows

Beyond the shadows lies a creature so horrid,
That all who hears its sinister name spoken,
Cower in fear of being hunted ferociously down,
By a hairy monster three times the size of a bear.

Crimson oval eyes gleaming from a distance,
Lips moist with saliva, thirsting a pool of blood,
Becoming still and getting ready to pounce on its prey,
Scheming a web full of mysterious evil and trickery.

A low deep growl emerges from its drooling mouth,
Eyes as clear as glass, sharp and in sheer focus,
Powerful legs reassembled in a fighting position,
Having inhuman speed, too fast for the eye to catch.

At the moment its prey turns away, unknowing of its fate,
Leaping into action, the wild animal seizes the game,
Angrily ripping flesh off without a single strain,
Making a clean kill, aiming right into their heart.

Legends ascend, stories arouse, bringing the truth alive,
Something no one is willing to face, not even the bravest,
For this predator awakens at dusk, setting out to have a feast,
Consuming anything and everything in its path.

Beyond the shadows lies a mythical devil,
That silently awaits and plans its next move,
Howling at the midnight moon, calling many friends,
Beware of this cunning man-eating werewolf.

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Another one of my older poems, I hope you all like this one! Thanks for reading it.