Haunted

Haunted prose poem

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Creaking doors in the attic
Crying like ocean waves
Wind singing through the canopy
As the piano starts to play.

Evil voice moaning lullabies
Heavy footsteps are in sight
Bloody-red eyes in the dark shades
How haunted this world is.

Distorted voice in the closet
Throbbing heartbeat beneath my bed
Scratching sounds of insect’s nails
Knocking down the window pane.

Breathy swishes in the breeze
Witchy cackle overhead
Screaming out through deadly nightmares
Escaping this mysterious spell.

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I graduated high school at Dumaguete City High School, Calindagan Dumaguete City, Philippines. I took up Basic computer literacy last 2009. I love researching stuffs for my own good. I love reading novels and love making poems. I started making poems since I was 18 years old. I only make poems during my free time and during weekends. I love being alone and sometimes I love blended up with nature than ended srewing up with people around me who don't want to try to understand my personality. I have a very short memory of conversations and people around me. And I have the very worst sense of directions. Please visit this link for you to be sure about the information you are looking for. Thank you.https://www.facebook.com/miszxchillprincess.VerlizaGajeles
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Geetha Paniker
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Beautiful written…could visualize it….

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