Weird Poem

I understand about this kind of stuff i have experienced many visions myself before perhaps a intruder told you the poem when you got the vision and the memory of this vision was buried deep within the subconscious and your starting to remember parts of it.

This I can sense as I read, for it gives darkness from something to feed. To me, your poem sounds as if it was from dark ages.

Your doing automatic writing it's when a spirit writes something down by using your body.

this is weird i reread your post and wind reminds me of myself

After read this i remember a black stone at --c--. This is came from Pergamum via Rome (204 B.C.) when Cyprus the great conquered Babylon in 457 B.C. Or i remember goddess Jupiter and Diana.

I'm truly awed by this prophecy.

After I read it, I felt the urge to write, and this is what I came up with:

No one is there
No one is watching
The birds fly
Their eggs are hatching

No one can see
No one can hear
Everyone is wandering
The darkness is near

Enter the heroes
Three grim and strong
They shatter the darkness
And bring new song

Lightning, wind, and darkness’ twin
Move on the hunt
To slay the monsters
Ragnarok has come

Similar to Kainen, I did this without thinking. The rhymes just came into my head. I only needed to transfer them to the paper.

A very direct reference to Ragnarok at the end, along with the monsters Fenris and Jorgamundr.

Holy crap, this is scary...

it fits, oh gods im shaking. this fits entirely

I agree that the two poem seem to fit but it doesnt seem finished to me like here is more to it

your poems inspired one of my own and here it is:

In the night the darkness rages
And comes to pass the prophecy of ages
Wind and lightning form a storm
The three have many a task to preform

By light and dark people are torn
In this time hearts grow forlorn
In the darkness of the past
The light of the future comes at last

All begin to flee
As the darkness comes to be
At dawn in the morning light
The three will have to fight

When it seems they will win
The grows strong again
The night returns
And the moonlight burns

But the sun soon rises
Revealing a multitude of surprises
The light brings faith
And screams of death from every wraith

The three stand tall
They have won it all
The prophecy ends
Until the next begins

in stanza four line two its the darkness grows strong again