#WritcoPoemPrompt90
Moonlight Shadows, Hand in hand,
Leaning through the night in the meadow,
Against the compassionate trees of faraway land...
Wheezing and coughing like a scarred widow.
The intimidating figures of the dancing trees,
With the scary hooting sound of the owls,
They said "the night is beautiful"...well I totally disagree,
Scared of the nights, the animals always want to prowl.

The refreshing sound but yet the disturbing stories about the ocean,
So scary! I witnessed two dancers at the bank of the river,
They take it like a religion, a strange devotion,
Running from the odd look and blood stains over their skin, I felt sick in my liver!!
Weaving through the darkness, I just galloped away,
Cannibals!!! in fear my legs barely touched the ground,
Looking for a way, I didn't want to stay,
Fear gripped me the more with the skulls I found!

NEVER GOING OUT AT NIGHT 🥲🤣




© Isaac Jimoh Samuel