Mystery and Myth Come Alive Though Only On This Special Night

Faint specters and dark seraphs let out mournful wails in the pitch black night,

Let out of the abyss to roam the overworld, yet stripped of their might

Ghastly yet exciting, the night has just begun

Children flood the streets, hearts beating rapidly, but because of fear or because of fun?

Jack-o-lanterns light the way, faint light flickering in this haunting masquerade

A night where one can become anything they wish to be

Transformations and mysteries at every step- is what you see really reality?

Clad in costumes and venturing out

to gather piles of candy and sweets

Beware and be careful, though, who exactly will you meet?

Candied apples, candy corn, bittersweet chocolate and blood-red tarts,

Handed out by witches stirring cauldrons, green faces speckled with warts

Brave souls slowly slip away as the night carries on

The mystical creatures fade away, completely erased by the start of dawn

Their time has passed, now empty wisps, drifting in the forgotten wind

Till the 31st comes once more, they are just monsters of myths and of lore