The Tyger

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,  In the forests of the night;  What immortal hand or eye,  Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies.  Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews… Read More The Tyger

The Nightwalker

Shadows stalk the late of night Seeking necks to give their bite Charming faces with piercing eyes Whisper to you, seductive lies Fangs engage drawing blood Dog howls, in the neighborhood Cursed to darkness for eternity A night walker, it will always be To kill a walker, if you could Pierce it’s heart with stake… Read More The Nightwalker