Those Monsters

When we take out one sentence, out comes two to rhyme. When we throw away them all, out comes the words that will last the lifetime.

There are the creatures under my bed.

The ones in the closet, and the ones in my head.

Things that go bump in the night.

And I simply say,


"You provide the Envy, I'll provide the Spite."


There are the creatures with black tongues.

The ones that don't need air to fill their lungs.

Things that will drag and drown you in the bath.

And I simply say,


"You supply the Rumors, and I'll supply the Wrath."

Author's Note

Well this isn't exactly a recent creation I've had it saved for a few months. And I thought I'll upload since I haven't put anything up.

Reviews

[Brenden Moran]

It has a touch of finesse, but the "edges" are a bit too rough. I'd recommend getting rid of the filler words that clog up your lines. Also, presentation is the first battle in attracting readers, try a bigger font. You have a can of worms that you open up and I don't think you've done it justice. Expand on some of these unique thoughts you have here. Good Job. I like it.

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This is really good, pretty powerful. Enjoyed.

[Enigma]

I like the word choice in this poem. The way its played out is very interesting but I don't think this one needed to Rhyme to spread the message. Alas, it was wonderful.

ForseenStander.

[Azariek]

Lol. You are quite a writing wonder, Chewan, nice job. :3