Dark Poetry #2 |
Pleading to Greed |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
It was quite silent in the eve, Children having fun make believe, Upon one house they knock, But no one seem to gawk, They bang the door one more time, Do you know what followed this rhyme? Open they became gates of hell, Children screaming like insane bells, With a blink of any eye in chains they were linked, Dragging their lifeless body they advanced They held each other’s hands and began to chant This put the devil in an evermore-solid rant Gazing upon reflection they see what they become An aged folks with not enough strength to run With each feeling felt they would blaze Pleading to the devil appealing their case So from that day on no child goes to the house Not even a kid who is a perfect louse. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
cute ending for a haunting poem. like it! Tossing words like wishful coins into the deep well of an open heart. R. fox |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I wanted to show my peers(you guys) that I am not all about the devil you know. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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