Black Writing: Horror Usergroup

Black Writing: Horror Usergroup

Black Writing: Horror Usergroup

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  • Seraph
    Seraph · Oct 26, 2011
    I'm quite new here... But... How's this?

    The blood moon carresses my thirstful eyes,
    The screams thunder with sinful lies.
    I see you under your warm bedsheet.
    You are warm from your head to your feet.
    But then a chill runs down your spine,
    It's a feeling not short of divine.
    And finally this demon comes into view.
    The mirror shows us that the killer is you.

    Kale replied · Oct 27, 2011

    The rhyme really hurts it. Try rewriting it without a rhyme a fit to and see what you get.


    Seraph replied · Oct 27, 2011

    I see... Sorry, made it up on the spot. T_T


    *singerofthenight* replied · Oct 27, 2011

    I like the idea you are trying to get across, but the rhyme does kind of kill the mood >.<. Good job though!



Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield.
— Billy Collins