You hear it whisper in the hall
Then the pounding on the walls
Always sensing someone's stare
But you know that no one is there
Footsteps in the attic above
Now and the you feel a shove
Icy fingers down your spine
All the clocks stop at the same time
Objects moving, batteries always draining
Do you feel your sanity waning
Shadow figure give you a fright
The bed shakes in the middle of the night
Strange burses and scratches appear
You sit alone frozen in fear
Having nightmares of the past
How much longer can you last
There is a simple way to get a reprieve
I've done all this why won't you leave
Ok I'll leave, I'll leave lol...fun diddy, keep it up. Please check out my poems too, I'd appreciate it.
I like all of your chillingly amusing poems- replete with wit and imagination- (signed) Edgar A. Poe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. A bit creepy, yet entertaining#