Shadows On the Night
Nothing quells the fury where anger dwells,
her skin pales, and incantations begin.
She sells secret potions and magic spells,
and in her heart, she'll not forgive his sin.
At night, amidst ghostly shadows of light,
she calls forth demons as the evening falls.
Her fright overridden by Satan's might,
she scrawls a pentagram on bloodstained walls.
As anxieties rise, she wails and cries,
conjuring hate at an alarming rate.
His lies cannot save him, and yet he tries,
for fate has left him in a frightened state.
Once more, she helped demons open Hell's door
and swore: that he would suffer evermore.
(Sonnet)
4/29/2015
The Second Word Rhymes With The End Word Of Each Line.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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