Halloween Poems

Hallows Head

Aziza Shumba
Hallows Eve, The trick or treat

A wretched smell that stinks of meat

I walk straight down the corridor

The stench is growing more and more

To my left a door that stands

Trembling, Shaking are my hands

I turn the knob and enter in

The rotting room and I begin

To scream and cry my face turns red

There on the floor a human head.

Published by Aziza Shumba

I am a student studying everything. Right now, I am trying to build up my freelance writing career and start my own business. I am a trained ballet dancer and violinist striving to be consistent in both. My...  View profile

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