Hypno

by wannawrite2

  • Poetry
  • Horror · Dramatic

Published April 14, 2012

In 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 wrote a review Review · Sep 12, 2012

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!!



Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.
— Mark Twain