Black is the Spirit of The Soul
There has always been something special about October
About Halloween
About the Addams Family
and their sadistic values
There's something about the moon at night
something about twigs and branches accenting a company of clouds
How calming Autumn is with its merry wanderers of the night
The Dark Bards of mystical verse
And Sirens singing to sinful sights
Go Medusa, preach
and let the Kingdom come
We shall scrawl the walls with art
dried out markers, stolen chalk
and write something philisophical in the urinal
about life and death and thought
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piinklapin
I really like this poem and its contents! I just posted my first slam poem and I was wondering if you could look at it and provide some constructive criticism?
TORY WHITE
i LOOVE THIS POEM AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU READ MY NENW POEM "FREEDOM IN A CAGE" AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK
tylerjusfly
not bad sister but can u please check out my poem and please tell me what u think.. thanks