When lengthens the night’s shadow, on the street the dogs bark
The barn owl strums an eerie tune, from pipal ghosts disembark
I sink in the blanket deep, in its dark secured hollow
Can their eyes still see me, can me still they follow?
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That is one scary poem. The manifestations of a vivid imagination.
Very beautiful poem....Its really frightening to see one...Very beautifully expressed. Loved reading it.
Just imagine seeing a torso without a head in the frightening darkness of the night when barn owls hoot! A very scary scene fierce enough to make not only children but elders shiver! ! Powerfully presented! !
Very nice. There is certainly music. Nice flow. Great poem.