Blood drops from the eyes of the moon
The seal has been broken
The sun has changed from white to black
The very stones begin to tremble
The stones have a face
the stones have eyes
The stone have a nose
The stones have a mouth
They move like a man
They move as a woman
They begin to moan
you hear their heart beats
they crave for blood
They are monsters
Very attractive they are
Even in the bed
The living Dead
Moaning for your blood! ! !
Who broke the seal? ? ?
The sleep of Alexandra
The walls are breathing
The walls are bleeding
Set sights on the moon
Howling dogs
moaning zombies
The taste for blood
12 feet giants
staring at the moon
One male
One female
moaning and roaming
The dead bear witness
by their staring eyes
Watching the stop of
the clock
At 12 mid-night hours
The clock begins to sound
The dead D.j. makes a moan
that sends a chill
right through your bones
You hear a knock at the door
is any body home! ! !
What about peeping TOM
Checking out the place
his heart is pounding
It begins to race
The cops pull up
Dead jack the ripper
hides his face! ! !
What about the dead Boston
strangler who also is a
peeping Tom! ! !
He is a cold stone dead zombie
attempting to get heated up! ! !
The seal of Osirus
Because of the curse
The beginning of the worst! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Marvin. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.