Midnight reaches its summit
The autumn moon portraying as a noble puppet
The light merely reaching the eyes of some
The darkness; a fear yet to be overcome
Lurking in the dark alleyways
Where one can easily fall astray
Along the slope of an isolated hill
To overcome the terrors is a goal to be fulfilled
Paranormal phenomena happening behind closed doors
The keys is hidden for those who seek for more
Some mysteries are better left unknown
Down bellow the devil smirks from his throne
Each shrill scream he hears
Every dose of toxic fear
Gives him power to lead them all
All those who creep and crawl
Every nightmare that strike our minds
Monsters pay a visit to be a humble guide
Our minds are home to memories so dear
Yet it us full of creeping fear
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Ingenious DayDreaming
PoetryI have always had a passion for writing whatever comes to my mind, be it fantasy or real life experiences. I usually keep all of these in my journal but I'm taking a chance and sharing it with the world. Poems are basically my life. They take me to...
