The Locksmith Legend
Scary but true, he could be watching me and you.
The Locksmith Legend
They said he carried the keys of night
a ring so heavy it bent his hand
each one cold with a different tale
each one calling for a different door
No one saw the house he lived in
no one knew where he took his rest
some swore he walked only in rain
his coat dripping as if from the sea
He could open what should be sealed forever
and lock away what should never be shut
those who met him did not speak again
or spoke only in whispers no one understood
It is said he trades in promises
binding them in metal and teeth
turning them in locks that breathe
until you hear the click in the dark
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Eerie but intriguing. Nicely done.