27 October 2011

Poem


Behind the masquerade, a whisper chills
as shades of dark slowly fills
my soul with fear
while corpses stir
and children’s breaths go still

Tortured spirits, almost seen,
ghouls and ghosts and undead fiends
temperature drops
and heartbeat stops
my God I love Halloween….



Happy Halloween, Dias de los Mueortos, All Saints Day, Samhain!

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