The Witches

There's a witch 
She peeps and stares 
To another witch 
She digs an excavation 
Under her there's another one 
I see with silence 
I weep too in pain 
They tear each other up 
And I bleed to drown 
All the Mississippi's hydra unfortuna
Sips the blood and drains my heart 
Oh I see no end to this 
No delta formed 
No ripples dropped 
Still the witches crawl 
Many many more formed 
My eyes see those final swords thrown 
It closes 
To all the show
The curtains fall 
The waves call
And an end I see 
Some hazy black blood in the end
The shows a call off......
___Priyanka Koley