Someone Is harboring ill intent
A stranger in the alley
Tall, dark, and handsome
A wolf roaming the valley
Those poor creatures whose skin glistens in the moonlight
They hear his call at night
Serenading them to the window
This was the beginning of a fight
Who could resist a voice of velvet
and his silver tongue
His song would reach his victims ears
They’re fate sealed once he was done
Do not listen to his song
Do not look into his eyes
The handsome mask he wears
Built of 1000 lies
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Author:
Thesunseeker (
Offline) - Published: June 15th, 2020 00:32
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ANGELA HERE - Good Morning SUNSEEKER welcpme to MPS. It is a proactive site which opperates by reading & commenting on aech others POEMS ! Thank you for Your first Poem. It is elegantly penned - four quatrains wiith a consistent Rhyme pattern xaxa xbxb etc.The subject MASKS - is interesting and topical ! Before COVID 19 People generally wore MASKS for sinister reasons and to hide their identity as suggested in your POEM. My Parents taught me to avoid such poeple. They still exist ! In the UK and Worlwide COVID 19 Masks are now worn to protect ourselves & others from the VIRUS ! Thanks for caring & sharing.
Love & Peace & Joy to You Yours
ANGELA & BRIAN 💛💛💛💛💛
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