Widow Maker
Brother’s Keeper
Why do we?
Fear the Reaper
Deadly sound,
Such as silence
We must all,
End the violence
Play on words
What’s at play?
Roll the dice,
Another day
Hands are ticking
Old as time
Clocking moves,
This one’s mine
Round and Round
Glowing ball
Till the day
When we fall
Where do we go?
Do you know?
Dawn till Dusk
Questions grow
Secrets Kill
Bloody Mary
Mirror Mirror
Shit be scary
Digging Deeper
Blood Moon Howl
Like the Wolves
Beware the Owl
Always watching
Taking notes
Slaying Dragons
Spitting Quotes
In the forest
Little Red
End of Story
She’s not dead
Defeating Monsters,
Kissing Ghosts,
Hunting Demons,
And their Hosts
Double- Crossed her,
Sold her out,
Wanted money,
Wanted clout
Time for Justice
Time to pay
All the Horsemen,
On their way
What dreams may come
Come my way
Spinning Tops
Hunting prey
Return to sender,
Every thought
Talked some shit
Talked a lot
Message Cryptic
Hidden Clues
Follow Footsteps
In my shoes
Falling Free
Just free falling
In the distance,
Ravens’ calling
Calling hither
Distant portals
Travel time
Like Immortals
Walk the future,
Watch the past,
Close your eyes,
Slow then fast
Seer’s Vision
Hidden Doorway
Secret Keeper
Untold Story
Key to Nowhere
Master Key
Unlock the answers
Now they see
What was hidden
Shine the light
Moonlit glow
In plain sight
Crescent Moon
Moon Eclipse
New Moon Double
Red rose kiss
Red as blood
Red as wine
Read my words
Line by line
Hear my voice
Hear their cry
Tell the truth
No more lies
Orange sunset
Bookend days
Not a poet
So they say
Rhyming words
Weaving thoughts
All together
All for naught
Free flow rhythm,
Favorite dance
Eyes met mine,
Caught your glance
On Screen lover,
What’s that mean?
Ride or die
Next on scene
War of Worlds
Zombie land
All the things,
Please understand
Take a chance,
Running leap
Sleepless nights
Counting Sheep
Days of Past
Days go by
It’s your turn
Aces high
House of Cards
Lies Collapse
Favorite Song
Not on ‘Relapse’
Guess Whose Back
Back again
Tell the others
Foes and Friends
Run your mouth
Pre-recorded
Driving Hearses
Is that morbid?
Creative License
Pain into art
Serving Justice
That’s a start
Epic Story
Guess who wrote it?
Leading role,
The One Called Poet
About the Creator
Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)
I am a writer, photographer, and a storyteller. I gain inspiration from the haunted and the beautiful, and the mysterious 'in between'. Music is my Muse and so are all of you. Everyone is a character in my story. Welcome to my storyland.
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