I indited this poem for a poetry contest, the theme of witch is to use these three words: ruby, forever, and rotten in a poem.
Ruby, by a hidden malison haunted
Unseen ghoul, her own shadow escorted
Unheard voices, her heart natheless holds dear
Whispers her mind deadening in its sphere
Any more than a falling moment, her forever adsent
Human malison by a sweet orison made abstinent
In this life, it breathes her in deeply so as
to hunt for her scent in the afterlife, whereas
Its rotten soul shall smother its breath
Such a bottomless hollow of living death
Heaven angels shall sing the praises of Ruby
For what she is wont to be.
