This poem explores themes of dark magic, betrayal, and supernatural protection, depicting the consequences of abusing power and the ultimate triumph of spirit over malevolent forces.
Copyright © Priya Florence Shah
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Within these haunted walls secrets reside,
Conjured up something dark and nasty.
The book of shadows, darkly allied,
Potions and spells, turning back most ghastly.
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They bound themselves with graveyard magic,
Wishes granted, yet beware the design.
Trapped in darkness, their fate tragic,
Abused divinity wrought destruction’s line.
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Tried to make her a ghost, a specter seen,
In photos alone, a visage unseen.
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In the tangle of love the demons emerge,
The banshee’s wail of death impending.
The end came swift, a silent dirge,
Once vibrant life, now forever pending.
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Ashes from the flames of hell,
Addictions, spirits, deviant ways,
Workplace affairs where chaos fell,
Backstabbings, betrayals in endless maze.
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With greed and malevolent intent,
False narratives spun, morality bent.
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The demon and the ice queen cold,
Unemployed, homeless, in fury’s grasp,
Predator’s plans in failure unfold,
No honor where snitches clasp.
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Everyone now sees the truth revealed,
The recording sets the record straight,
Key to the jail cell’s fate unsealed,
One cannot blame another’s weight.
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Betwixt ancient paths and modern world’s throng,
Is there any place where I belong?
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The haunting where courage sleeps,
She was protected from the psychopath’s snare,
Spirit kicked him to the kerb, peace she keeps,
In Spirit’s arms, she’s safe, beyond care.
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