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Lantern's Eve

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Lanterns’ Eve, it’s here again
Don’t forget to treat the dead
Lantern’s Eve, night of dread
Lest they will trick you instead


Time’s now to spare some sweets
For the little specters seek treats
But there is another task
A most important – if you ask


In the streets the little ones rush
Faces hidden under masks
Jacks o’ Lanterns meet scarecrows
Witches gather bands of trows


On each door they do knock
On each doorstep will they flock
But expect to see none out
When it’s nearing midnight hour


Tick – tack – flows time
No one sings the well-known rhyme
Shut the door and slam its latch
Something weird is on the march


Every year in such a night
The moon fades, the soil feels light
And be sure that until dawn
You’ll offer what the dead want


Drapes of mist the trees engulf
Eerie cries, unworldly laughs
From the graveyard they do soar
In the moonlight, ghostly horde


The undertaker starts to drink
Closes eyes, tries not to think
On his doorstep lies a mask
For he knows what the dead ask


Nothing pierces the night’s gown
The lost kids flood into town
Like an ocean fill the streets
The wind moans and with them weeps


And inside every house
Silence reigns from man to mouse
They just pray and only hope
That there’s no knock on the door


From the window shades
Dare only peek the brave
Listening to the song
That the faceless sing along


“Hollow night, lantern’s eve
Let’s visit those who live
Trick them or claim their treat
Into memory we won’t drift”


Lanterns’ Eve, it’s here again
Don’t forget to treat the dead
Lantern’s Eve, night of dread
Lest they will trick you instead
A poem for the deviantsgallery.deviantart.com… spooky literature competition

Treat the dead or they will trick you instead

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mangangelo's avatar
It's unbelievable!! You totally thrilled me with the vivid pictures that  you created.
Aside your beautiful talent of matching wonderfully the words n' giving a mourning rhythm, you fed my imagination with dark powerful atmosphere and you spread throughout my very existence the feeling of agony and ...despair, I might say, of living people behind their doors.
We had no choice but to experience the dead's feast and join the living's fear at the same time.
Well done :D Συνέχισε την υπέροχη δουλειά :heart: