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Haunting

Contributed by Killer on Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 08:26:20 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Heavy footfalls; thundering,
Echo down the empty hall.
Whispered conversations;
That I cant make out at all.

A roiling mass of shadow;
Forms just outside my door;
Swirling silently towards me,
Like a mist across the moor.

Within the pitch black shadow,
Two smoldering embers spark and grow,
Into angry eyes that hold me,
Trapped within their fiery glow.

Instantly the air turns frosty,
Filled with oppressive fear.
Im engulfed by furious feelings,
Of not being wanted here.

Pinned by a heavy, crushing weight,
That steals the breath from me.
Slapped by gaunt, long-fingered hands,
That I cant seem to see.

All at once its over,
And I let out a scream.
Tangled in the sweaty sheets,
It must have been a dream.

Within the now lit bedroom,
Theres no shadow anyplace,
But glancing in the mirror,
I see the handprints on my face.


April 6/2004




Copyright © Killer ... [ 2004-04-07 20:26:20]
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Re: Haunting (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 09:33:21 PM AEST
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Nice write.

Whisper


Re: Haunting (User Rating: 1 )
by Funkdoob on Wednesday, 7th April 2004 @ 09:48:42 PM AEST
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i like it. i like how you kept the emotion as well as kept the rhyme. that is a very hard thing to do. emotion always seems to leave the poem when there is a rhyme trying to be held.


Re: Haunting (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 9th April 2004 @ 01:17:41 AM AEST
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Awesome work, keep it coming! Joseph Puglia


Re: Haunting (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Tuesday, 12th October 2004 @ 08:16:39 AM AEST
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Had those dreams! You described it well. Brought that sweaty, tangled in the sheets feeling to life!
Stitch




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