Pieces of Amazing and Original Poetry

Pantoum: Did Not Hear

She whispered to her shadow

But her shadow did not hear

Cold men sitting in the gallows

Blank stares invoking fresh fear

But her shadow did not hear

Of the dangers in the night

Blank stares invoking fresh fear

Darkness covering the light

Of the dangers in the night

Only none did not apply

Darkness covering the light

Misty ghosts still passing by

Only none did not apply

Life was beating in his veins

Misty ghosts still passing by

Crowding through the empty lanes

Life was beating in his veins

In his hand he held a knife

Crowding through the empty lanes

Warning shrillness like a fife

In his hand he held a knife

Blank stares invoking fresh fear

Warning shrillness like a fife

But her shadow did not hear

NOTE: 

A fife is a high-pitched flute