The Witches' Game

Ho drum! Ho drum! Hear ye!
Around the murky fire pit,
In the dead calm night,
Four yet three witches doth gather.

Merrily, they enrapture the daunting mist,
And quietly they shatter with the wind. 

Breaking hearts within the shadows,
Breaking hearts within the hallows. 

Invisible gait, eyes like fire;
Trust no one, oh comrade,
Thee dost surrounded by many a liar!

Enrich me, indulge me in your ballistic gaze,
For intriguing is the hidden fire you possess. 

I'm obsessed with the fiery passion,
That you have forgot, lost in dark.
Forgetting every sad memory we possess,
Moving forward without any hanging regrets. 

Murderer plays with the victim's hollow spirit,
Burning the abound roses of love inside.

Shredding cruelly to pieces the wilted,
Gobbling gracefully the premature,
Moody swirls of gruesome death surround,
Can thee see, can thee escape, no! 

~Swathya
~Juhi S.
~Aures
~Kartikay G.