A pin drops in an empty room,
Spiders scatter like demons.
Another home painted bare,
Another black ghosts
Lonely, vacant stare.
A house that echoes,
But never talks…
Still, around every corner
Silent, secrets knock.
A mad house, some called it,
So it was condemned
too soon.
I had so much hope
That got lost
In that one safe room.
a.l.c
Wonderful piece. re-posted it here: https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/08/18/haunted-house-a-l-c-pouring-truth/
full credit given, link provided of course. 🙂
Thanks for sharing your words.
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😊 thank you for reading!
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OoooOooo… this is eerie and beautiful. ❤
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❤️
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