Waiting at Hades Gates,

Brothers mourn in robes of sorrow.

A predefined allotment of days

Trickles and seeps away.

Every day the shadows converge,

Waiting in the fire gloom.

Sacrifice willingly made,

Demons come to lay their claim.

A brother's love forever entombed.


It's been a while since I attempted to write poetry. Hope you like it.