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Eye of newt
          toe of frog
                scale of snake
                              bark of dog.
A cauldron boiling
                         over an open blaze
its vapor makes
                        an eerie haze.
A pinch of this
        a pinch of that
              a magic broom
                    an old black cat.
Cobwebs
            Spiders
                  creaking floor
                       scary shadows
                                 on the door.
                                     Howling winds
                                  pouring rain
                              curtains lick
                        the window pane.
             Groans
          and
              moans
                      a Ghoulish scene…

TRICK OR TREAT, IT’S HALLOWEEN!!!
~
Inspired by good old Shakespeare’s three “weird sisters”, Scene I of Macbeth.

“Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison’d entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights hast thirty one
Swelter’d venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i’ the charmed ***.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches’ mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin’d salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg’d i’ the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver’d in the moon’s eclipse,
Nose of Turk, and Tartar’s lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver’d by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger’s chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Cool it with a baboon’s blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.”
 Apr 2015
Bluebird
i am meant to die in a heavy snow,
in a land of forever, never to be known.
 Nov 2014
Rj
Sweating, breathing, silent screaming
Shaking, crosses, mixed love making
Kisses, crying, forced good-bying
Late night terror, morning dream
Guardian angel whispers in my ear
I'm screaming so loud, no one can hear
One more prayer, one more look
Look at my own heart I've took
I've thrown it into jail you see,
To save me from questioning eternity
No more love.
 Jun 2014
Marian
Dead Blooms Of Yesterday's Wisteria
Have Vanished Nevermore To See
Never To Blossom Lavender Again

*~Marian~
Just A Poem Inspired By The Wisteria That Once
Used To Grow All Around My Mom's Childhood Home...
Which Was Demolished By Loud Bulldozers Last Summer!!! ~~~~<3
Please Enjoy This 15w Poem!!! ~~~~~<3
 May 2014
Miriam
how can something so beautiful
hurt so much?
 May 2014
Marian
Somehow A Salty Teardrop
Managed To Fall From My Eye

*~Marian~
Another Sad Poem!!! ~~~~<3
Hope You Enjoy Reading It Anyway!! ~~~<3
 May 2014
Marian
I Went Out Alone And Wept
My Cries Echoed In The Valley Below
The Trees Hung Their Heads Sadly
The Breezes Cooled My Face
My Tears Fell Like Raindrops
Falling From The Sky
I Tried To Wash Away My Pain
And Peace Finally Came

*~Marian~
Just A Sad Poem!!! ~~~<3
Felt A Little Depressed Today!! ~~~~<3
Hope You Enjoy This Poem Though!!! ~~~<3
 Aug 2013
Jessica
There's a cold dark corner
in the back of my room,
it speaks to me
and says I'm coming for you.

As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
my eyes are closed
hoping and wishing.

Maybe that one day
my dreams will come true,
that I don't have to be here
so down and blue.

The corner keeps talking
about how I'm going to die,
all I can do
is lie there and cry.

As the corner gets closer
and takes me in,
my soul starts to burn
as so does my skin.

My bones shall lie there
turning to dust,
my bed surrounding
nothing but rust.
This poem was written during some of the hardest times I've yet to come by.
 Aug 2013
Jessica
They watch the world,
with open eyes.
They haunt the world,
with an open mind.
They see you move,
as you live in this world.

But behind these walls,
lies a deep dark universe.
One where the light can't shine through.
A world where they lurk,
they play and hide.
Behind these walls, there's a world inside.

If you dare to look,
or even hear.
Go ahead face your fear.
You'll join this world,
one cruel day.
So sad it'll be...
But they can't hear you say...

Behind these walls,
lies a deep dark universe...
One where the light can't shine through
A world where they lurk,
and play and hide...
Behind these walls, there's a world inside.....
This was originally an idea for a song I had. It's kind of spooky if you ask me! I hope you enjoy this. It's true. Behind these walls, there's a world inside...
 Jul 2013
Brandon
The garden planted in the backyard
Beneath the shadow of the old birch tree
Encircled in stone and marble landscaping
Grows like nothing I've ever seen
In the spot where I buried her dead body
 May 2013
Michael
Abbey of England
Built on bones of kings and poets
How dreary your gate looks today
But I fell for you, Westminster.

Your tower shinning pristine
in a light afternoon rain
There's something quietly mysterious about you
on a foggy London day.
 May 2013
Nick
Tonight, I was invited to a party
The venue read "Kingdom of loneliness"
And the guest list had only My name in it
I wondered why I was the only one invited
So I went ahead to find out who invited me
And I found out, I invited Myself.

— The End —