Ghostly Creed – Poem – The Horrors of Writing

The alley echoed hollow on the empty street

Silence is a virtue by ghostly creed

Old houses and graveyards, is where they’d like to be

Hollow beings which the living cannot see

They are bound by the earth as long as they are remembered

Cast to the unknown, they prefer to stay unattended

For nobody knows what lay beyond

Are you going to heaven

Or hell as a thrall?

Drew the cover image by myself this time around, although very hastily…

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Good one. I read it before, on twitter I think. Love the illustration. Scarce use of black, still the darkness is all over.

Stamphers says:

16 November, 2017 at 20:58

Thanks, I’ve been thinking of illustrating my poems for the longest time… Let’s see if I keep at it.

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1. Aak fictionspawn says:
  
  16 November, 2017 at 21:12
  
  I hope to see more.
  
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