I checked the ads for properties
some cheap but with potential
then I chose the lonely one
had what I thought essential
While walking round I feel a vibe
like sets of eyes are staring
dismiss the thought that something’s wrong
continue my repairing
Old houses creak, they’re drafty too
one hears what isn’t there
don’t worry that the mirror stares back
mind tricks will always scare
Yet, as the days and dollars fly
upgrading this new dwelling
the shadows seem familiar now
vague noises are compelling
Until one day I felt it right
addressing my new tenants
asked who they were, and what they want
are all of you descendants?
Their laughter bellowed through the halls
at first it felt alarming
I pondered why they stayed around
I found their charms disarming
But soon the home was livable
and life became routine
but still they come to talk and haunt
not all is as it seems
So if you dare take tea with me
remember what I’ve said
my house is home and here I’ll stay
alive among the dead
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I love this spooky poem. So well written. The rhyming reminded me of Poe's The Raven. Really enjoyed.
Thanks Tom! I appreciate the read and the comments! Happy holidays to you.
Very well done. It is spooky for sure.
I don't often write in rhyme. But, there was a contest on another site that prompted this poem. And, as I am a reader and medium, it just seemed to fit me. (Hope that doesn't scare you away). I am still reading your book. I just finished "The Neighbor" the other day. It made me laugh...even though the situation wasn't funny. But, I loved that you penned your emotions so honestly. I am not a violent person either...but, I would have loved to cut off a finger or too if it happened to me!
Thank you, I appreciate the read very much.
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