Hidden in a bar where the lights stay off
down a jagged stone valley
A gradual gloom in another witches womb
Well its true and cheap
Where people go if life's a sham
stuck in,
quicksand
As you settle in the room and the angels give their byes
In stalks a man with Black and blue eyes
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Author:
Jake (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 4th, 2023 00:06
- Comment from author about the poem: Hey folks this is not done but please let me know what you think. The next verse will go on about who the person is and the comforting as well as evil things he does.
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
The mirror reflects us, doubled by cracks
Me and the witch wink, as the angles smile back
Looks like you are starting a good fusion poem…
Thankyou so much! I am trying increase my skill in flow. I write a lot of couplets with very strict styling .
It is all in great effort, I already broke some rules, but hopefully crack and back sufficed-thanks for sharing and the invite.
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