Creative Writings Poem

A Horror Show

Marching parade of the nightmarish dusk

Busting through the land of the cursed,

Nightly creatures band in rows

Escorted by the sound of the croaking crows,


An ominous shadow slithering by the wall,

Up on a hill where the beast crawls

A looming danger hides in the gloom

Came from him who was buried in no tomb


Nosferatu, the master of the night, arisen

A chaperone of the lord of dark’s awaken

Awaken, from his unrest sleeps

Hunted for his feast, he creeps


O, Renfield, a slave to the Count

Driven into madness

To seize immortality 

Out of his prophecy


It’s a horror show

A grotesque scene of a murderous scheme


This, is a horror show 

A dreadful tale of October’s end



Author: Valentina Pascalia

Editor: Desca Geovani Kristi, Ruth Tirza Arina (QC)

Illustrator: Ajeng Suci Hati

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