Leaves rustle under my bare feet,
The wind howls and swishes my hair,
dark shadows creep behind,
They hide in the trees as I turn around.
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Reshma, I loved this poem! Do read my poem - 'The Church and The Graveyard' -Raj Nandy
Wonderfully penned. Beautiful imagery, apt words. But the ending I am little skeptic. If time permits read my GRAVEYARD. May be similar to this...10
This is a most excellent piece, had me feeling creepy, Reshma, thank you for sharing
A scary picture of graveyard brought out well...at the end of the read i looked over my shoulder...to confirm that i am alone! it surely does give me creeps!
SPOOKY...THE FEAR OF THE DEAD END IS REALLY SCARY... U PRESENTED IT REALLY WELL....
Graveyard scene in all its paraphernalia is well depicted to catch the attention of the readers as in a suspense movie of the past!
Fear of graveyard rather than graveyard engulf a life. skillfully written poem. good imagery. anyone will like reading it.
Wow, it is amazingly rich in imagery, diction and rhythm. However, if I had to conclude, I would say something like this: Delightful souls there I had found, Perfect freedom had them crowned; All body aches now they did sneer, Now of death they had no fear. My eyes had the illusion of spirits, My soul in divine presence uplift; I could realize my perpetual being, The song of immortality now I sing.
Gr8 poem. Wonderful imagery. And i could feel that the last stanza is much deeper than it may seem. Thank you.
Darkness is an all to familiar thing. Very well written. Be Different. Be You. Elizabeth
In this interesting and imaginative poem, you have clearly shown a talent for poetic expression, Reshma. Though you may be fairly new to this ancient art you communicate your feelings very well, which is an essential requirement for all who would write poetry. I think as you gain more experience, your poetry will become even more expressive and imaginative, and your future as a poetess is a bright one. Carl.
I enjoy graveyards very much. I have visited them all across the USA. I think of them as a delicious piece of history. I like this poem very much, Reshma! A '10! ' Best Wishes, Marilyn
A spooky and frightful writing. I can't imagine being barefoot in a graveyard. I don't want my bare feet to touch the bodies of the dead. I enjoyed reading this. And if they took your soul, well, that's the price of admission. HaHaHaHa! GW62