The Haunted Woods

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about a nightmare.

Submitted: July 08, 2013

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Submitted: July 08, 2013



I guess it was a dream,

Because I woke up with a scream.

I still remember everything that happened,

It was so freaky, my brain had hardened.


I was walking in the woods,

Perhaps searching for my goods.

It was gloomy and dark,

And I could hear the dogs bark.


I walked on till I heard a voice,

Freaky and squeaky was the noise.

I turned around and there it stood,

Deep inside the haunted woods.


I couldn't understand what it was,

It bared triple claws.

Its colour was dark green like moss,

It had a long tail like a mad horse.


I decided not to speak,

In the midst of its squeak.

I couldn't understand its language though,

It was acting as if I was its foe.


My brain had frozen,

I didn't know what to do.

Scream, run or just stand,

The time I had was very few.


It was approaching near,

I could see that clear.

It opened its mouth,

And I could feel the fear.


Suddenly, everything turned bright,

Right there in my sight.

I realized it was just a dream.

When I woke up with a loud scream.



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