Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Forest Of Death (This poem is based on truth)      As the Sun rises to kiss the day The darkness promises to stay The people live a life mundane Nothing inside to strengthen or sustain A London fog forever lingers In the hearts the chard’s of flinders Their souls damaged and minds anguished For so many lives have vanished In every language the words are burning And they repeat the same warning The forest has a power of constraining Known to be literally life draining It’s worse than that of cyanide It whispers to the ear and convinces suicide Yet many for reasons unknown why Disregard the signs and walk right on by The mystery of the forest remains concealed Theories vary, some say it’s a magnetic field Some  say it’s the Devil and his evil way Just another game he loves to play They come from all around to see its wonder As if it’s a spell that they’re under Knowing they could take their last breath If they enter the forest of death Written By:Charles Kean Copyright 12/15/2020 All rights reserved Note:—This is a real Forest Located in Japan—Suicide forest Aokigahara. —fascinating strange and true Research—Japans Suicide forest
0
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:22 AM UTC
Forest Of Death
Forest Of Death (This poem is based on truth)      As the Sun rises to kiss the day The darkness promises to stay The people live a life mundane Nothing inside to strengthen or sustain A London fog forever lingers In the hearts the chard’s of flinders Their souls damaged and minds anguished For so many lives have vanished In every language the words are burning And they repeat the same warning The forest has a power of constraining Known to be literally life draining It’s worse than that of cyanide It whispers to the ear and convinces suicide Yet many for reasons unknown why Disregard the signs and walk right on by The mystery of the forest remains concealed Theories vary, some say it’s a magnetic field Some  say it’s the Devil and his evil way Just another game he loves to play They come from all around to see its wonder As if it’s a spell that they’re under Knowing they could take their last breath If they enter the forest of death Written By:Charles Kean Copyright 12/15/2020 All rights reserved Note:—This is a real Forest Located in Japan—Suicide forest Aokigahara. —fascinating strange and true Research—Japans Suicide forest
chuck-kean
Written by
64/M/Ohio
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 11:22 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem