All Hallow's Eve, the day of the dead in the dawning shadows of night hope bled the iron gate to Hell was shred open wide the spectres of the damned bloomed a blood tide the angels upon the Earth could do no more than weep the black magic of Hell spectres oceans too deep each human body felt them crawl deep within the Earth became a blood zone flooded with sin our eyes took on an unearthly black glow our skin turned marble white and fangs did grow black leather became the fashion, wrapped tightly to flesh sex and blood became our cravings, sin and bleedings always fresh the jack o' lanterns and black decorations forever hung with care the black breeze of Nosferatu to eternally ensnare
A very dark and chilling poem. Very vivid and alive in the descriptions used. A spooky Halloween poem and one must be glad for that, because otherwise all this
would be true. But then, maybe it is. A superb dark horror Halloween poem. I really do enjoy reading your outstanding work Eric. :)
A very dark and chilling poem. Very vivid and alive in the descriptions used. A spooky Halloween poem and one must be glad for that, because otherwise all this
would be true. But then, maybe it is. A superb dark horror Halloween poem. I really do enjoy reading your outstanding work Eric. :)
I really like poems about days like All Saint`s Day, or as here All Hallow`s Eve,
days full of magic and mystery, and you worked this theme very well here, good one.
I've been writing since 1984.
I write poems, stories, lyrics & string haikus in a variety of genres: Horror, Nature, Inspirational, Comedy, Sexual, etc... Variety is what you will find here.
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