It Was The Dark Night Poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska

It Was The Dark Night



It was the dark night,
the 31st of October.
Shakespeare didn’t sleep.
His thoughts were so deep.
He waited for a witch to come
to finish his drama,
to find the conception
of love deception.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

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