
In shadowed halls where echoes dwell,
A realm betwixt the mortal's knell,
Draped in robes of deepest night,
Lie gods and goddesses of death's might.
Hades, first among this somber host,
A sovereign of the Stygian coast,
Crown of ebony, scepter cold,
In realms unseen, his power untold.
Persephone, his queen, so fair,
With blooms and darkness in her hair,
She treads the line 'twixt life and gloom,
A goddess of both birth and tomb.
Hel, mistress of the frozen realm,
Where souls in icy slumber dwell,
Half in shadow, half in light,
A goddess born of endless night.
Anubis, jackal-headed guide,
Through realms where mortal souls abide,
He weighs the hearts, he guards the gate,
Decides the soul's eternal fate.
Kali, fierce and darkly wild,
With necklace strung of skulls compiled,
Dancing on the pyres bright,
She wields the scythe, brings endless night.
Thanatos, a winged being stark,
In whispered touch, he leaves his mark,
A gentle kiss, a final breath,
He eases souls through ancient death.
Morrigan, with raven's eye,
A Celtic queen who rules the sky,
A triple form, a trinity,
In battle's fire, she holds the key.
Osiris, in the Nile's embrace,
With mummified and regal grace,
He ushers souls to fields of bliss,
Where afterlife is endless kiss.
Nergal, in Mesopotamian land,
A warrior's god, fierce and grand,
With mace in hand, he rules the night,
In bloodied glory, takes his flight.
Mictecacihuatl, Aztec queen,
In bones and skulls, her form is seen,
With reverence, her realm they greet,
Where death and life, in dance, entreat.
In every culture, land, and creed,
The gods of death plant their dark seed,
They guide us to the great unknown,
In shadows cast, their power's shown.
So bow we now, with hearts laid bare,
To gods and goddesses, we declare,
In death's embrace, we find our peace,
Their realm, where all our sorrows cease.

About the Creator
C.S LEWIS
I presently think positively. Railing and censuring just destroy. Confirmed speculation develops. I currently take a gander at the daily routine that I experience and confirm, "It is Great." I love and favor the Ideal Power inside me



Comments (1)
Happy Halloween! This one could be part of a Humanities course.