Who turned off all the lights
Turned my days into nights
And my nights into hell in this land
Why would angels attack
Thought they covered my back
Guess it's all on my own I must stand
As they leave on the wing
The banshee starts to sing
Her alarm wakes the ghouls from their sleep
The flesh falls from their bone
They won't come here alone
Now that death has his victim to reap
It's a crowded affair
As they climb up the stair
Shuffling closer so eager to feast
I can't take anymore
As they crash through my door
Each displaying the mark of the beast
Though they're damned by a curse
Seems I'd just make things worse
There's no love that they feed on left here
With a sniff they turn back
Should be glad that i lack
The compassion so many hold dear
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I like the wording and tone of this poem. Not only appropriate for the season but filled with a philosophical message that the evil has no interest in their own kind. Nicely crafted it reads well.
Thank you very much soren
Your comments are pretty well crafted themselves
Much appreciated
You are very welcome Peto and thank you for the compliment
Sometimes that sign can save your life, I'm as bad as you.
That means they can go and eat lesser mortals, or lesser morsels.
Thank you paul
Sometimes less is more im told
Really appreciate your time
Bravo! Sorry I haven't been around to comment, I was so happy to see that you had written a poem for today when I went to this site. What a positively great poem for Halloween!! So descriptive and your rhyming is impeccable, a joy to read!!
Hi Christina
I've been posting older writes fit for Halloween this week
Only new one was "you dancing lovely to see you
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