A tale of Revenge

Photo prompt: twittering tales

Grief delved into his darkest essence,
and there it awoke evil, wicked with revenge
Those thieves had plundered his house,
desecrated his treasures
befouled and besmirched all he held precious
but worst of all, they’d taken his wife,
and with her, his life

He tracked them to that warehouse,
straddled by rage and armed with hate,
compulsed to destroy!
And as the light dawned upon his brutal carnage,
he stared and yelled into its mocking facade,
for all stayed dark within his heart,
and revenge left only tears and a void he could not fill

9 Comments Add yours

  1. PoojaG says:

    Very sad but fits well with the picture!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. judeitakali says:

      Thank you pooja, i don’t know what it was about the picture but it just struck me in that way at that time

      Liked by 1 person

      1. PoojaG says:

        Yeah sometimes a picture just has that effect on you.

        Liked by 1 person

      2. judeitakali says:

        Your twitter link doesn’t work btw

        Liked by 1 person

      3. PoojaG says:

        Thanks for letting me know I fixed it!

        Liked by 1 person

  2. Kat Myrman says:

    There is no satisfaction, no peace in revenge. Only a lost soul that burns. Nice story.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. judeitakali says:

      Thank you Kat, yeah it never goes right with revenge

      Like

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