RedRavenPoems

Where Poems Fly, Through Starry Skies.


Hallow’s Eve

Ghosts and Goblins, demons in the night.
What will they show you?
Will they give you a fright?

They howl, they dance, they shriek with glee.
As from hell they now roam free.

Hallows Eve, the day of the dead.
The Void, the Viel. It’s thin now.
Full of dread.



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A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.

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