She calls to those beyond the grave
on this most hallowed eve
Looking for her one beguiled
a love she must retrieve
The spirits rumble in the tombs
then slowly start to rise
Too many there for her to count
a wakening they despise
Dust of bones and tattered clothes
a foul stench begins
Remaining steadfast to his call
a million screaming violins
Then a shudder of the earth
and all are now awake
To roam these lands this devilish night
lives they do retake
A haunting rolls across the world
like haze with eyes and ears
Horrid sights of death long passed
implanted in our fears
Every soul to reach and touch
some to choke and hold
Spirits coming back to life
their gruesome stories to be told
Terror creeps across our towns
as cities begin to burn
Ghastly are the already dead
as each one takes their turn
Cries ring out all through the night
with vicious penance past
Chaos touches every life
as long as darkness lasts
And in the morn with sorrowed tears
they find her on her knees
Her one true love he did not rise
no matter what her pleas
Author notes
467d1b6a9b37b0f2b3ad0f26e336c72ebeyonddeathdarquetteatdeviantart.com
A contest entry
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Comments
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You have such talent in these dark writes...This has got to be a favorite of mine though I am not a fan of the dark pennings...Though this one between rhyme and flow it kept me intrigued! Bravo!
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I love the flow of this and the sing song rhyme and rythem. This is a great take on the prompt and I love your ending
Very well done. Thank you for entering my contest .
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This would be one very scary bed time story. For reading it out loud would make the hairs stand up and chills run down one's spine. Yes, my husband this is one dark and wicked poem.
Love you, and sending all my love your way.
Your wife, lover, and best friend.
Joann
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