Treasure Island

Devanshi Khetarpal

(17th March 1999 / Bhopal)

The Dome Of Witchcraft


The dome of witchcraft
Lays untrod
Amongst the marshes and the dark.
I heard a wolf's howl there
And screams of a million bloke.
There are broomsticks and wands
And bats hang upside down.
No one ever comes back
And I doubt that I would too.

Submitted: Sunday, June 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, June 25, 2013

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