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Witches & Ghost
In Death, we Shan't Part[/font]
"Come back to me"
She hissed, at the lost
of his memory.
As he faded from this
existence.
No potion or charm
will bring him back,
but her witchery is
persistent.
Her tears,
fall into the cauldron,
as green smoke fills
the clouded night air.
Immersed in the forest,
she boils her concoction,
whispering chants,
that only the insects
can hear.
Spirits gather in a circle,
and join her in her
reverie.
As the pulse
of the night seems to beat steadily,
like that of a metronome.
Lost in her enchantment,
on she continues to drone.
"Come Back!" she screams,
"Awake!" she cries to no avail.
She cuts her palm...
and her Satanic blood falls.
She can't take the thought,
not being able to ever call his name,
again.
The oozing liquid,
turns from green to red.
and boils over in violence.
The spirits disperse in fear,
the chant as been broken.
She alone lays on the forest
floor,
weak, hungry, that was her last
drop of blood.
She hasn't fed in days,
and any site of a human
is miles away.
She smiles,
as the clouds close in over her
jade eyes.
If he won't back for her,
she'll leave for him.
With the last of her strength,
she rose up and drank,
her own poisonous elixir,
and fell back,
as her mind went blank.
She didn't feel a thing,
as her hands turned to ice,
as her body decay so slowly.
As the first dawn light hit
the fog covered ground,
a hand reached for hers.
and her essence separated from the
beautiful corpse,
she was finally with him,
now and,
forever.
Just sneaking in after a short writers block... or on my case distraction
"Come back to me"
She hissed, at the lost
of his memory.
As he faded from this
existence.
No potion or charm
will bring him back,
but her witchery is
persistent.
Her tears,
fall into the cauldron,
as green smoke fills
the clouded night air.
Immersed in the forest,
she boils her concoction,
whispering chants,
that only the insects
can hear.
Spirits gather in a circle,
and join her in her
reverie.
As the pulse
of the night seems to beat steadily,
like that of a metronome.
Lost in her enchantment,
on she continues to drone.
"Come Back!" she screams,
"Awake!" she cries to no avail.
She cuts her palm...
and her Satanic blood falls.
She can't take the thought,
not being able to ever call his name,
again.
The oozing liquid,
turns from green to red.
and boils over in violence.
The spirits disperse in fear,
the chant as been broken.
She alone lays on the forest
floor,
weak, hungry, that was her last
drop of blood.
She hasn't fed in days,
and any site of a human
is miles away.
She smiles,
as the clouds close in over her
jade eyes.
If he won't back for her,
she'll leave for him.
With the last of her strength,
she rose up and drank,
her own poisonous elixir,
and fell back,
as her mind went blank.
She didn't feel a thing,
as her hands turned to ice,
as her body decay so slowly.
As the first dawn light hit
the fog covered ground,
a hand reached for hers.
and her essence separated from the
beautiful corpse,
she was finally with him,
now and,
forever.
Just sneaking in after a short writers block... or on my case distraction
Published 28th Oct 2013
| Edited 11th Nov 2013
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Anonymous
28th Oct 2013 3:08pm
Wonderful imagery and characterization implemented. The photo was the perfect touch. Once writer's block ends, and one looks at the piece once has written, it is an amazing moment, like "I wrote that?!" Well done.
28th Oct 2013 6:30pm
Thank You Sw9618
This was so refreshing. I felt like my brain started dusting of some Cobwebs... :-D
This was so refreshing. I felt like my brain started dusting of some Cobwebs... :-D
28th Oct 2013 7:17pm
28th Oct 2013 7:57pm
Thank YOu very much.
I'm glad that you saw the setting through my description ...
XD
I'm glad that you saw the setting through my description ...
XD
28th Oct 2013 7:20pm
28th Oct 2013 7:58pm
29th Oct 2013 1:28am
Cool piece ... Makes me wonder how many of us would die for our love without a promise in the after life?
LSP
LSP
29th Oct 2013 4:56am
That's the same question I based this write on!
I was watching a movie the girl's bf died, and she killed herself too... so yea...
Thank YOu for your read and comment Lobo.
Means a lot
I was watching a movie the girl's bf died, and she killed herself too... so yea...
Thank YOu for your read and comment Lobo.
Means a lot
29th Oct 2013 2:25pm
Wonderful narrative DarkerHalf - enjoyed - thanks for sharing and strength to you!
29th Oct 2013 10:16pm
