The Battle

by xoxShorteexox   Jun 12, 2007


As the clouds begin to open up,
to the power of the great demon,
his match has come to battle him,
a girl half his age and half his size,
her power thundered like lightning,
over the skies and the hills,
his thoughts seemed so confident.

His ceremonial knife in hand,
her eyes watching his moves,
she moved towards him,
to await his reaction,
she learned his moves and reactions,
her power washed over him,
like a hurricane over an ocean.

Her eyes turned from dark green,
to black as night and her hands glowed,
her heart was racing so fast,
as he came at her,
with the knife pointed at her heart,
she shove it through his skull,
and his demonic powers vanished.

Her hands were covered in blood,
a young girl defended an old man,
nothing can stop the willing heart,
her heart was willing to fight for her family,
he had already slit one of their throats,
she was willing to die to save the rest,
but her destiny was to save them all.

As the young girl woke up in her bed,
the smell of blood filled the air,
her heart still racing as fast as before,
she feels a great power fill her veins,
yet it was only a nightmare,
a test of her courage and strength,
but she proved herself in the battle.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Charbel

    Very good descriptive language , and a clear sense of setting and action, really good imagination !!