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Voices
Keep your eyes open
Don't fall asleep
Something dark is rising
Out of the deep
The night breeze is howling
Voices whisper doom
Run out into the dark night
Or stay put in your room?
There's movement in the woods
Footsteps approaching near
The creaking sound of doors opening
Only aggravate the fear
Pray,poor child,pray!
Till thy guardian angel descend
To wrestle this dark intruder
Or meet thy gory end
The voice is getting louder
The noise is in your head
Prepare to welcome warmly
The terror you so dread
Don't fall asleep
Something dark is rising
Out of the deep
The night breeze is howling
Voices whisper doom
Run out into the dark night
Or stay put in your room?
There's movement in the woods
Footsteps approaching near
The creaking sound of doors opening
Only aggravate the fear
Pray,poor child,pray!
Till thy guardian angel descend
To wrestle this dark intruder
Or meet thy gory end
The voice is getting louder
The noise is in your head
Prepare to welcome warmly
The terror you so dread
Published 27th Jun 2017
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27th Jun 2017 7:57pm
This is a really interesting, haunting poem that I happen to enjoy a lot! In particular, I admire "Prepare to welcome warmly" and the irony that is used. It really helps set up this scene of terror. I also like how one could interpret that the "voices" are either a physical threat or just inside the narrator's mind. Very good work!
30th Jun 2017 8:28pm
Sometimes I guess it's best to allow the reader tie up the loose ends and honestly you have spiced things up nicely here with your insightful comment. Thank you very much...
