| Fantasy Poetry
posted April 15, 2017
An ending chapter.
Hidden amongst the thickened trunks as light begins to fail,
A woman's screams are never heard in forests wooded trail.
As swinging axes slaughter and the timber starts to fall,
their echoes drown a chilling sound, a victim's final call.
Each dwindling leaf now blankets on a body that lays bare,
fixated eyes wide open, with her breath no longer there.
Entangled branches shadow like a never ending rise,
they shroud her final resting place as storms alight the skies,
So desolate her gravesite, but for one pure tainted rose,
a shrine with bloodied hooded cloak that forest will expose.
Desire had driven him to act, a must to take her soul,
This woodsman knowing that the trees would play one vital role.
At last he'd had his finest cut as "Riding Hood"-skipped by,
he'd stalked her in his fairy tale the day she'd caught his eye.
With just another chapter in a book that never stalls,
forever she'll reside with him, amongst tree's wooden walls.
I hate the fact that fairy tales never change. So I dared myself. Inspired by the song, Little Red Riding Hood-Sam The Sham.
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