The house was fast asleep,
Not a single soul was awaken.
For what I saw next,
Even the mightiest will be shaken.
There came a sound of someone knocking,
That, too,during midnight, was shocking.
Something was pushing behind the door,
Almost like midnight man from folklore.
Being cautious, I opened the door,
But there was nothing in sight,
Not even a single soul on board,
At this late hour of the night.
But I assure you, someone was there,
Knocking at the door, then moving elsewhere.
But it surely wasn't a man, but something else.
I felt a dark presence coming from the otherworld,
Where dark things dwell.
But there's no one else to see this,
And none to tell.
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PoetryThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
