Shadows

Shadows creep and sting

Vampires come with fluttering wing,

To burn the soul of those so foul

Dig with shovel; poke with trowel.

Shadows behind every wall .

Shadows short sometimes tall.

Haunting shadows of past deeds

of evil planted horror seeds.

For reaping of hearts

of soul, of parts.

The shadows come to the weak

of compassion who reek

of hatred and of gall

To take them all.

creepy shadow girl

Pick up your doll and come with me

The time is ripe, the time to be

Paying for your hatred and spite

Feel the might

of the shadow.

7 comments

  1. marilynmunrow · March 15, 2016

    Again wonderful. Reblogging

    Liked by 1 person

  2. marilynmunrow · March 15, 2016

    Reblogged this on Marilyn Munrow and commented:
    Beautifully written. So true

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  3. Pingback: Shadows | Marilyn Munrow
  4. M&M, Inc. · March 15, 2016

    Reblogged this on Phoenix Rising From the Ashes and commented:
    Your just an amazing writer…very deep in deed

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Gale A. Molinari · April 17, 2016

    Reblogged this on galesmind.

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