Hallow Poems - Poems about Hallow

It's about to be the realist it's ever been The gong is struck ringing the beginning of the end All the want to succeed all the desire to win Is being replaced by the final pretend Whatever dream you had whatever felt this bad It grabs you like a fad in all that you hoped you would have had It's...

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Hallow divine evening exalts children's promise lasting visions household's delight proclaim...

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I woke up on the shores of Sleepy Hallow my head floating on the surface of the sea with the surrounding waters smothered in my cold blood leaving my corpse to become a loaf of Roman Meal bread for the seagulls to devour their hearts out until their bellies become bloated like the sand dunes...

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The spooky truth about Halloween will definitely make you scream On all hallows night when all is dark Children are in their costumes feeling carefree; filled with lark As little devils get their candy and babies sleep soundly in the night the freaky shadows creep into the innocent minds as they dream to give them a terrible fright On all hallows night when all is real how can...

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Young hallow, how long will you let this one? The brewing of Dizzying Falls, The perching of your quiet screams. The Aching, Panting Frowns that steams stiffness from your heart. The Patching pains doesn’t seem gone. The echoes from the faint orange laments are turning brown. The heat from the gaze was good Until it burnt you. You said you needed to...

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The thing I dislike about ghouls Is they act like a bunch of fools! They don't trick or treat But head for the meat Especially family jewels!...

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Words cannot explain this feeling I have deep in my chest… Some words I would use would be numb, empty, heavy… or just gone…. Gone is a word I would use for the question as to where my heart is… Those that deal with the struggle of depression often use the words; Lonely, emotionless, enclosed,...

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the day of the dead jazz cannibal festival good food for the soul eat much more music drink from a skull cup holder savor the flavor celebrate all life the end is musical bones then into the crypt...

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Before the rise of the sun just before breaking dawn has begun, shadows haunt the hallows unfreed where whispers slip in and out the trees. The leaves step lightly along the paths, soon, the trees bare their naked dances as the wind rises to tease the last few branches to release last leaves of summer aftermaths to dance and...

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Hello, moss-covered dirt suckers, it’s a darkly new dawn for a good autumnal leaf chew Mulch to do ‘bout nothing, Jack-o-Lanterns all want a toothy kiss We’re living in tricky times, so treat yourself to some hallow hubris Mephisto risque morbid masquerade sho’ got a gallows ballroom neon a-glitter glow Disguised motives on a contraband traffic flow, illegal cargo valet parked in the shade Hollow pitch...

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God calls every believer to obedience part of that is to hallow his great name but what does that mean in living reality? this is so important so we can escape blame Thinking that just to not swear or curse is insufficient for that's just not enough when one disbelieves, doubts and questions him this is just as bad equally rotten stuff Believing...

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There are hands that extend. Crookedly they creep, their twisted branches reaching for me. Decaying twigs resemble fingers, fingers that coil in midnight locks. Ebony hallow, where the beast bay’s at the alabaster moon. A scarlet cape tattered and worn. The air is dense, it chokes with stench. Things rot that lay shallowly buried. Ebony...

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It's Halloween, the stars excite Cheery kids dressed as gargoyles black Or a Luke, mystic Jedi Knight With a sword to lash any Vader, On one eve of trick and delight! Pumpkins float through doors in gold sheen As we tap our sticks on the fence While I lead them as Moonlight Queen; To beg neighbors for a rich loot, And play with their...

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continued The Phantom Vampire’s ritual on the foggy nights of the “Cold Dark Yellow Unhallowed Moon” is to drink the blood Of as many young innocent people as he can all the while Destroying their lives and tormenting their souls in an Unending Existence of evil and debauchery as minions of The Undead . . ....

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A Cold Dark Yellow Unhallowed Moon A cold dark yellow unhallowed moon smiles beguilingly In the pitch black starless and cold empty night sky Suckling upon the blood and the very life force of Pure innocence, light, and goodness . . . . Fear stirs eerily in the forlorn sound of a fog horn that’s Blowing and crying a...

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