Poems About Witches Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about witches published by members recently online.
Black Witch
Black witch clothed in the beams of the Moon
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
#fear
#Halloween
#horror
#rhyming
#witches
94 reads
6 Comments
Black Witch
Black witch clothed in the beams of the Moon
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
#fear
#Halloween
#horror
#rhyming
#witches
94 reads
6 Comments
Black Witch
Black witch clothed in the beams of the Moon
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
#fear
#Halloween
#horror
#rhyming
#witches
94 reads
6 Comments
witchy
witchiness provoked, I invoke the rite
conjuring on the winds pureness of faith
sanctify the feeling and bring it to fruition
a love so strong, let it be powerful
sanctuary, from insanity in his arms
the feelings mutual and understood
are sacred let no trespassers in
sanctify the ritual, I perform
tasting of sex and divinity
flesh of flesh, bone and blood
enters the elements, and the energy is blessed
the motives behind my smile, good
do no harm
favored woman, in all realms
humbly requests, a vow ...
conjuring on the winds pureness of faith
sanctify the feeling and bring it to fruition
a love so strong, let it be powerful
sanctuary, from insanity in his arms
the feelings mutual and understood
are sacred let no trespassers in
sanctify the ritual, I perform
tasting of sex and divinity
flesh of flesh, bone and blood
enters the elements, and the energy is blessed
the motives behind my smile, good
do no harm
favored woman, in all realms
humbly requests, a vow ...
#love
#witches
63 reads
0 Comments
witchy
witchiness provoked, I invoke the rite
conjuring on the winds pureness of faith
sanctify the feeling and bring it to fruition
a love so strong, let it be powerful
sanctuary, from insanity in his arms
the feelings mutual and understood
are sacred let no trespassers in
sanctify the ritual, I perform
tasting of sex and divinity
flesh of flesh, bone and blood
enters the elements, and the energy is blessed
the motives behind my smile, good
do no harm
favored woman, in all realms
humbly requests, a vow ...
conjuring on the winds pureness of faith
sanctify the feeling and bring it to fruition
a love so strong, let it be powerful
sanctuary, from insanity in his arms
the feelings mutual and understood
are sacred let no trespassers in
sanctify the ritual, I perform
tasting of sex and divinity
flesh of flesh, bone and blood
enters the elements, and the energy is blessed
the motives behind my smile, good
do no harm
favored woman, in all realms
humbly requests, a vow ...
#love
#witches
63 reads
0 Comments
The Witch
Wrinkled figure, old cane in hand
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
#dark
#fear
#loneliness
#manipulation
#witches
94 reads
The Witch
Wrinkled figure, old cane in hand
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
#dark
#fear
#loneliness
#manipulation
#witches
94 reads
The Witch
Wrinkled figure, old cane in hand
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
#dark
#fear
#loneliness
#manipulation
#witches
94 reads
The Witch
Wrinkled figure, old cane in hand
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
#dark
#fear
#loneliness
#manipulation
#witches
94 reads
The Witch
Wrinkled figure, old cane in hand
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
#dark
#fear
#loneliness
#manipulation
#witches
94 reads
Clarity
the purpose of poetry
is a luring of sorts
a beautiful cascading sermon
words so carefully chosen
to entice
conjure emotions
so easily placed on parchment
tossed into the wind
to see who will grapple first
to be noticed
witchcraft in its truest form
smoldering ones senses
but alas, they are but words
nothing more,
in truth just a story
that must not be born
is a luring of sorts
a beautiful cascading sermon
words so carefully chosen
to entice
conjure emotions
so easily placed on parchment
tossed into the wind
to see who will grapple first
to be noticed
witchcraft in its truest form
smoldering ones senses
but alas, they are but words
nothing more,
in truth just a story
that must not be born
#LifeAsAWriter
#witches
679 reads
5 Comments
Clarity
the purpose of poetry
is a luring of sorts
a beautiful cascading sermon
words so carefully chosen
to entice
conjure emotions
so easily placed on parchment
tossed into the wind
to see who will grapple first
to be noticed
witchcraft in its truest form
smoldering ones senses
but alas, they are but words
nothing more,
in truth just a story
that must not be born
is a luring of sorts
a beautiful cascading sermon
words so carefully chosen
to entice
conjure emotions
so easily placed on parchment
tossed into the wind
to see who will grapple first
to be noticed
witchcraft in its truest form
smoldering ones senses
but alas, they are but words
nothing more,
in truth just a story
that must not be born
#LifeAsAWriter
#witches
679 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Witches Published by Members Recently Online