Fire
Burn The Witch: My twenty-sixth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.
This is my twenty-sixth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena, though it is leaning towards historical horror rather than darkness
A sonnet on the murder of a good, caring woman
The music I have chosen is Radiohead's "Burn The Witch" from "Moon Shaped Pool"
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Fire Will Burn You, Blister Your Skin
Cook Your Flesh And Blacken Your Bones
You Are Nothing But Burnt Kindling
Excruciating Pain, Life's Gone
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Burnt At The Stake For Heresy
Ducking Stool Decided Your Fate
The Flames Creep Up, Burning Your Eyes
The Fire Consumes You, Hell Awaits
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From The Stake To The Pit, Youโll Go
Burned For Crime You Never Could Know
They Called You A Witch, That Was True
You Only Did Good, That They Knew
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They Hated Your Truth, Lit Their Fire
And You Were Burnt For Their Desire
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Comments (4)
Good one, Mike. Seems I missed this.
Dark indeed. Favorite line: "Ducking Stool Decided Your Fate" How horrible! Great line!!
This was so sad. I hope she gets her revenge!
Very dark!!! Excellent rhyming!!! Left a heart!!!