Into The Woods
Fear from within,
Power to redeem
The song of the woods
And all that is grim
Unleash the fright
Sons of the night
Make the darkness bright
Quench all of their light
Now it's time to feed
Now we are the greed
Now they must bleed
This is our true creed
Then the moon turns red
And the ground becomes the bed,
the resting place of things fed
And the putting astray of strangers led
Oh it is day.
Another triumph..... hurray!
No they must not have a say
They are the food on our old trays
Fear from within,
Power to redeem
The song of the woods
And all that is grim
Hello everyone, welcome to my blog. It's yet another busy Monday and there's no other perfect time for poetry than today, this evening, now. I can't believe it's wrote something like this, well it's all good, new things everyday.
Today's piece is like a horror movie, just in mainly words, so read and enjoy, oh sorry you've already read it. Or you just glanced through, well you better go back and read.
DIVING DEEP
This poem was kinda motivated by an horror movie
stanza one
Fear from within,
Power to redeem
The song of the woods
And all that is grim
Typical of every horror story. The poem's setting is in the woods, where fear tears the soul apart.
stanza one
Unleash the fright
Sons of the night
Make the darkness bright
Quench all of their light
When the night comes, evil is unleashed into the woods creating more fear and snuffing all light.
stanza three
Now it's time to feed
Now we are the greed
Now they must bleed
This is our true creed
The time has come for the intruders coming into the woods to be hunted down and eaten alive. And that's their ways (the sons of the night).
stanza four
Then the moon turns red
And the ground becomes the bed,
the resting place of things fed
And the putting astray of strangers led
Well you know like i said, they trespassed so they'll have do bear the consequences. They get fed on.
Stanza five
*Oh it is day.
Another triumph..... hurray!
No they must not have a say
They are the food on our old trays *
The strangers get killed and torn to pieces, so it's another happy day for the sons of the night.
That's all pretty crazy uhn anyways stay tuned folks they'll be more coming your way.
My Quill Bleeds
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Hello friend, good writing. I read it again after the explanation. Then I saw it in another way. Thanks for write
I'm glad you get it, thanks for the read friend
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