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2 new poems

Nightmares, nightmares everywhere

It’s hard to constrain this need to share

But there’s no way I safely dare

express the evils I nightly bare

 

They start with fangs and deadly claws

or sweet smiles with gentle pause

Either way the terror caused

sear to me the forms they draw

 

Images too graphic for me to share

too much for another soul to bare

Such a person’s extremely rare

so I alone attempt to fare

 

There was a time he’d hold me tight

and smooth away my awful fright

With him near all was right

he was my brave & gallant knight

 

He’s gone now and I’m all alone

so nightly I wake on my own

In terror I shake, toss and moan

cursed by the horrors I’ve been shown

 

 

Cold so cold the whispers of old

Reaching out to touch all souls

Lies they tell ever so bold

Yet many believe what they are told

 

Speak the whispers – come follow me

World treasures await, you’ll soon see

All you desire you shall receive

You can claim it – just simply believe

 

Whispers rejoice – it worked again

Same old lies said with a grin

Gods word not quite known to them

So a few words changed pulls them in

 

Cold so cold the whispers of old

Reaching out to touch all souls

Lies they tell ever so bold

Yet many believe what they are told

 

 

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