Spirit of Halloween

Jack-o-lanterns with crooked smiles,
line the streets mile after mile,
orange and black balloons hang from trees,
casting dark shadows in the breeze.

Vampires and bats congregate,
this is a night to celebrate,
glowing red eyes burn in the night,
the devils are ready to fight.

Steam rolls up from the witches' brew,
while mixing concoctions for you,
whitish streaks flash across the sky,
stillness is broken by ghosts' sighs.

An eerie feeling fills the air,
coupled with chilling screams so rare,
vampires, bats and witches fly,
as devils raise pitchforks and cry.

One step, two, your heart skips a beat,
time to flee but where are your feet?
You're rooted in place like a tree,
unable to escape, be free.

You beg, cry for someone to come,
terror fills your veins, your brain's numb,
head swirling, you're ready to faint…
Happy Halloween, the stars paint.