Tuesday 30 October 2018

The Curse - A Poem.

A sinister moon casts her noxious curse,
ominous clouds mock in menace above;
Treacherous thorns, cross from bad to worse,
spine-chilling death adorns the alcove;

Betrayal-cloaked monsters, darken the dove,
stagnant passion begins to ebb;
Smothers the soothing shelter of love
& ensnares, in a mummified & mysterious web…

Image : Pinterest.

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