Hypno

by wannawrite2
  • April 14, 2012
  • Poetry
  • Horror · Dramatic
  • short stories
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“Come little children, come with me
Safe and happy, you will be
Away from you’re homes, now let us run
With Hypno, you’ll have so much fun

Oh, little children, please don’t cry
Hypno wouldn’t hurt a fly
Be free, be free, be free, to play
Come down in my cave with me to stay

Oh little children, please don’t squirm
Those ropes, I know, will hold you firm
Hypno tells you this is true
But sadly, Hypno lied to you

Oh little children, you musn’t leave
Your families for you will grieve
Their minds will unravel at the seams
Allowing me to haunt their dreams

But surely, all of you must know
That it is time for you to go
Oh little children, you weren’t clever
Now you shall stay with me forever.
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NoirLumiere
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NoirLumiere wrote a review · Wed Sep 12, 2012 1:33 am

Whoa. Okay, this one was interesting to say the least. It was creepy, which I expect from a horror poem. It also had great flow, which made it roll of the tongue. I did, however, spot one thing that made me stumble. It said"For your families for you will grieve." That made me stumble, because it kind of messed up your rhythm.


Overall, a great poem, and I hope you have more to come!!



"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world."
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery