The Hunt

by Augustus Black   Nov 24, 2016


Form - Narrative

Title - The Hunt

Our love was reaching at new heights
but unexpectedly she disappeared;
leaving my heart solitary.
I rambled for her with wet eyes.

Melancholy seized my soul.
Thousand times I dried my tongue
calling her name in the wilderness.
But it turned out to be a waste of time.

Then one night, I saw her in the woods
and a chill ran down my spine;
She was half human and half zombie;
Grabbing an human arm with her teeth.

I knew she would invade the hamlet
as she was not in her own control.
Slyly I took out my gun
and ceased my beloved wife's heart forever.

Eventually, I understood why she left me;
because she loved me and didn't want to harm me.
I hugged her strongly and sobbed for hours,
"I'm sorry, forgive me."
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Date - 7th November 2016
- Augustus Black

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  • 7 years ago

    by Kurt

    "Melancholy seized my soul.
    Thousand times I dried my tongue
    calling her name in the wilderness.
    But it turned out to be a waste of time."

    I actually felt myself getting cotton mouth as I read this. When words can invoke physical reactions I believe I've truly stumbled upon a great piece of work. Thank you for writing this. I very thoroughly enjoyed reading it!

  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    Wow, very powerful and interesting throughout.
    Em

  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Augustus,

    This is excellent. I was thoroughly intrigued throughout. A really original little piece that captivates and also conjures some wonderful imagery.

    I may sleep downstairs tonight...

    Take care and all the best,

    Ben

    • 8 years ago

      by Augustus Black

      Thanks a lot for the comment, Sir. I personally like this poem because it holds great sadness. The wife knew she would soon convert into zombie, so she flew away just to save her love, her husband. That's called true love.

      All the best.

      Ha!ha!Ha! ... Ya! Sir you can sleep wherever you want.

  • 8 years ago

    by Brenda

    Augustus, a true love story. This person loved you so much and would never hurt you. That's love my friend. Well done-

    • 8 years ago

      by Augustus Black

      Thank you very much. Ya! it's a true love. I like this poem a lot as it contains both darkness and love. I think I have grown enough to understand the true meaning of love.

  • 8 years ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Oh I see. ..but this is a cool write Augustus :) nice original piece

    • 8 years ago

      by Augustus Black

      Thank you again from the profoundest part of my heart.

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