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Something wicked this way comes...

Contributed by Icequeen on Friday, 31st January 2003 @ 10:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The trees and bushes are black silhouettes,
The grass is silver green,
The full moon is veiled, is grey mist
In a pool of endless darkness.
The dark cries of night dwellers
Rise and swell, drop down and back again.
But they all flee, they all run
They all hide from him.
Joyous in death, joyous in blood
Joyous in pain, is the inhumane.
The endless deep within.
He spreads grief, and torture
Anguish and endless suffering.
He finds every pressure point,
Emotional and physical, plays upon
The dark, with an unnatural amusement,
That ends with death, endless death
And his next move in the night.

©2003 Amy Pluess

Copyright Â© Icequeen ... [ 2003-01-31 22:00:00]
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Re: Something wicked this way comes... (User Rating: 1 )
by Ash on Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 01:14:14 PM AEST
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Thois is amazing, and I can really identify with it. I wrote a peom with the line 'Something wicked this way comes' borrowed from Macbeth in it :) I really love this poem, keep up the good work.

Re: Something wicked this way comes... (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 03:09:28 PM AEST
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i don't either but ooohhh i love this piece! huggs and beauty to you, always nessa

Re: Something wicked this way comes... (User Rating: 1 )
by Mr_Jeremy on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 06:17:40 AM AEST
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Oh, the bells ring for our Baroness ! I believe you must be related to know her ways.

Grieve with me. Please. . .

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