Dark Poems

Curses

-Curses-

Rhyming words that make no sense,

making my fists clench.

Words that I don't understand,

words that are said to bring people to the Holy Land.

Betrayal and tricks are up the witches sleeves.

The beautiful young lady the bar men tease.

She'll lure you in with her words and looks,

but it was your life that she took.

For years to come, alive and dead

the beautiful lady you never wed.

Bad luck, bad luck, at every corner

watch the witch and her performers.

As the witch and her sisters laugh,

death stands over you thanking the witch on his behalf.