Give Up - the Ghost
Bidding tearful adieu,
I sat on his grave,
And his spirit stood beside me,
Consoling me to return home.
As I opened eyes to my conscious ,
Ghosts encircled me in black attire,
Their orange faces wore a smile,
Greeted with shriek sounds they proffered.
No life to be seen in full moon,
Not even as dark clouds passed by,
Palpitations that anyone could hear,
Chest went airless for a minute,
Eyes were dry and reflexes dampened,
Shiver that followed down the spine.
Scare of dying never before,
Traversed my nerves to a faint,
Darkness all over and silence of a mourn,
I found him standing next to me,
Both breathing into the same air,
That was a farewell to my life !!
New for Contest- Everything Halloween
Written on 22/10/13
Old for contest on theme- gothic and romantic both
Now entered for contest "Your own fav Halloween poem" by Carol Eastman
Awarded 1st place win
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