Best Witches Poems For Halloween Party
- The Enchantress’s Brew
In a cauldron dark, the witches’ stew,
Bubble and boil, their secrets brew.
A pinch of moonlight, a dash of night,
Spells are woven by the pale moonlight.
- Witch’s Dance
On broomsticks high, we take our flight,
‘Neath the stars, in the dead of night.
Witches coven, in a wild trance,
Dancing shadows, in a wicked dance.
- The Witching Hour
When the clock strikes the witching hour,
Dark powers rise with mystic power.
Spells and incantations take their flight,
Underneath the pale, eerie moonlight.
- The Witch’s Hat
A hat of black, with a brim so wide,
Worn by witches on their night’s ride.
It shields their eyes from the moon’s glow,
As they chant and dance to the shadows below.
- The Witch’s Familiar
A black cat with eyes of green,
A witch’s friend, a mystical scene.
Familiar in the night’s embrace,
Guiding her through the darkest space.
- Witch’s Cauldron
Boiling, bubbling, cauldron’s fire,
A witch’s pot of dark desire.
Ingredients from realms unknown,
Brew a potion to call your own.
In the circle of power, we stand,
Wands in hand, under the moon so grand.
Casting spells and weaving dreams,
In the realm of the mystic streams.
- Witch’s Broomstick
Riding high on a broomstick flight,
Witches soar through the dead of night.
Whisked away on winds unseen,
To where the veil of reality is thin.
- The Witch’s Book
Pages filled with ancient lore,
Secrets guarded forevermore.
The grimoire of spells and charms,
In the witch’s hands, it forms.
- Witch’s Moon
The moon shines bright, a guiding light,
For witches in the velvet night.
Luna’s face, a silver disc,
To guide their spells and mystic tricks.
- Witch’s Brew of Dreams
Stir the cauldron, let it seethe,
Brew your dreams on All Hallows’ Eve.
With herbs and whispers, the night’s theme,
Weave your desires, by moonbeam.
- Mystic Spells
Chanting words of ancient might,
In the circle of candlelight.
Witches’ voices, a haunting song,
As the incantations draw you along.
- Witch’s Spellbook Unbound
Secrets dark, secrets old,
In the pages, they unfold.
The witch’s spellbook, a treasure trove,
Of magic, mystery, and the unknown.
- Witches’ Sabbat
At the Sabbat, we gather near,
Witches, warlocks, without fear.
Underneath the witching moon,
We’ll be dancing, come join the tune.
- The Witching Forest
Into the woods, where shadows dwell,
Where witches cast their secret spell.
Amongst the trees, under the night,
Secrets whispered, out of sight.
- Witch’s Coven
In a circle of sisters, we unite,
Witches’ coven, full of might.
Bonded by the craft we share,
In the moon’s glow, we declare.
- Hex and Charm
In the heart of the witching hour,
We conjure spells of ancient power.
With hex and charm, we weave the night,
In the realm of magic and moonlight.
- Witch’s Oracle
Crystal ball, a mystic guide,
Witches’ secrets it won’t hide.
Gaze within and you shall see,
What the future holds for thee.
- Witch’s Lullaby
Under the moon, the witches sing,
A lullaby that makes the night take wing.
As the world dreams, under Luna’s gaze,
They cast their spells in the twilight’s haze.
- Witch’s Samhain
On this night of Samhain’s might,
Witches gather, black as night.
Celebrating the thinning veil,
As spirits roam and stories sail.
Best Witches Poems For Halloween Gatherings
- Beneath the moon’s enchanting light,
Witches gather in the dead of night,
Their spells and potions, secrets deep,
In the cauldron, their secrets keep.
- Witches’ brew and magic’s dance,
On this eerie night, we take a chance,
To summon spirits, old and new,
In the witching hour, our spells ensue.
- With broomsticks soaring through the skies,
Witches’ laughter fills our eyes,
They conjure dreams and cast their spells,
In the haunted woods where darkness dwells.
- Witching hour, the time is near,
When all the spirits will appear,
With cackling laughter, they will play,
On this haunted, eerie night in May.
- Beneath the stars, their powers rise,
Witches gather, a dark surprise,
Their incantations fill the air,
As magic weaves through locks of hair.
- In the shadowy woods, they convene,
Witches in black, a haunting scene,
With whispers and chants, they call the night,
To join them in their mystic rite.
- Witches’ brew in cauldrons hot,
Stirring secrets, a dark, witchy plot,
On Halloween, their powers bloom,
In the midnight hour, they seal their doom.
- Beneath the moon’s pale, silvery gleam,
Witches gather to share their dream,
Of casting spells and weaving fate,
In the witching hour, they celebrate.
- In the midst of darkness, they unite,
Witches’ powers take their flight,
A coven of magic, strong and bold,
On Halloween night, their stories told.
- Whispers of spells and potions brew,
Witches gather, their secrets few,
Under the cloak of night’s embrace,
They conjure magic in this eerie place.
- In a circle, hand in hand,
Witches’ powers, a mystic band,
They cast their spells on this special night,
As darkness falls and the moon shines bright.
- Witches’ laughter fills the air,
As they dance without a care,
Their cauldron boils, their brooms take flight,
On Halloween, under the pale moonlight.
- With pointed hats and broomsticks tall,
Witches gather, one and all,
To weave their spells, cast their charms,
On this night of magic, they’re in their arms.
- Beneath the stars, their whispers rise,
Witches’ incantations fill the skies,
In their circle, they stand so strong,
On Halloween night, where they belong.
- Witches’ brew and spells they weave,
On this night, they never leave,
With ancient wisdom, they share their lore,
In the haunted woods, forevermore.
- In the haunted forest, shadows sway,
Witches gather, ready to play,
With a flick of wand and a chant so clear,
They celebrate Halloween with cheer.
- With the flicker of candles and the moon’s embrace,
Witches’ powers fill the sacred space,
Their magic circles, a mystical sight,
On this eerie Halloween night.
- Beneath the moon, their secrets unfold,
Witches gather, ancient stories retold,
With spells and potions, they enchant the night,
On Halloween, when the world seems right.
- In their coven, they stand as one,
Witches’ work is never done,
With herbs and crystals, they cast their spells,
On this haunting night, where enchantment dwells.
- On Halloween night, beneath the moon’s glow,
Witches gather, their powers on full show,
With laughter and mischief, they revel and play,
In their enchanting world, where magic holds sway.
October 24, 2023