it's that time of year for all the things that go bump in the night
Shadow of the girl who forever cries Twenty different ways she dreamt she'd die Nightmares of her grave without a casket Red and black roses fall from a broken basket Was it suicide or murder, no one could ever tell See the truth divided in a mirror between heaven and hell Misery is the wound that will continuously bleed Evil around the halo causes Sin to feed Tattooed against her sickly skin shows she wore the cross The wind calls her name as her body is buried beneath clumps of moss Sadness near the tree where she use to carve her name Haunted as the night like the smoke caught inside the flame A lost spectre of light bringing wicked chills into the air A casualty in life because no one seemed to care Twenty different ways she dreamt she'd die Shadow of the girl who forever cries Death now stains her skin A curse trapped in this world, her name is Sin
I loved this tale.
"Twenty different ways she dreamt she'd die
Shadow of the girl who forever cries
Death now paints her skin
A curse trapped in this world, her name is Sin"
I could write a epic story from the lines above. You create mystery, very good story line and character. Thank you Sean for sharing the amazing poetry and tale.
Coyote
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
Thank you I appreciate it
8 Years Ago
I enjoyed this tale and you are welcome my friend.
A very haunting and horror filled story in your brilliant poem. such a tragedy in this it makes the reader (at least me) shed a tear or two for her. Outstanding horror write, very will crafted poem. Another impressive write Sean.
Dark and enjoyable a guilty pleasure to read. Just a thought the line "Death now paints her skin" changed to "Death now stains her skin" I think would fit better paint=temporary, stain=permanent. Just a thought.
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
thank you for the review .. I liked stain better appreciate the suggestion
A haunting tale. So dark...sin....all around us really. I don't think she will ever leave. Great rhyming and good shape. So appropriate for the month of Halloween!
I loved this tale.
"Twenty different ways she dreamt she'd die
Shadow of the girl who forever cries
Death now paints her skin
A curse trapped in this world, her name is Sin"
I could write a epic story from the lines above. You create mystery, very good story line and character. Thank you Sean for sharing the amazing poetry and tale.
Coyote
Posted 8 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Years Ago
Thank you I appreciate it
8 Years Ago
I enjoyed this tale and you are welcome my friend.
Very intense. Very dark. Quite scary. Very well written. I like the rhyming.
Perfect for this haunting season. Nice to read one of your dark poem gain. :)
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I started writing when I was five but didn't take it seriously until 15 . I wanted to express what I was working on in art class on paper and poetry was the best outlet. I was fir.. more..