Beware the whispers in the night,
Those chilling echoes taking flight.
They coil around your trembling heart,
A symphony of dread they start.
In every corner, fear takes root,
Unseen terrors, they take pursuit.
The clock strikes midnight, spirits rise,
From depths unknown, they mesmerize.
With claw-like hands and ghostly breath,
They beckon you to taste their death.
The haunted souls forever roam,
In realms unseen, they find their home.
With spectral eyes, they watch and wait,
For souls to snatch, to seal their fate.
A shiver down your fragile spine,
As nightmares weave their grand design.
In shadows cast by eerie moon,
Where darkness breeds, a terror looms.
A poem of fear, I now entwine,
In haunting verses, I design.
Phantoms glide through halls of dread,
Their mournful cries fill souls with dread.
In every creak, a chilling sound,
A warning of the hounds unbound.
So heed this warning, mortal one,
When dusk descends, the night begun.
For in the terror's cold embrace,
You'll find no solace, nor safe space.
Abhinav ji
03-Aug-2023 05:38 PM
Very nice 👍
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Niraj Pandey
03-Aug-2023 12:17 PM
nice
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Raghuveer Sharma
03-Aug-2023 11:59 AM
nice👌
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