A Night in a Burial Ground

Horror...........Humour

On a cold night I found myself
In a deserted burial ground
And I saw its gate closing itself
with a crackling,haunted sound.


I tried to open the gate
which was pulled by an unseen force
But soon had to accept,that my fate
was coming from a powerful source


And suddenly I was pushed on to a grave
A board on which read'Late Mr. James'
'A smart gambler who was brave
And was known for playing mind games'.


And then I saw a smiling stranger
who had playing cards in his hand
I turned and tried to run away from the danger
But got twisted and found myself in sand.


I got up for my life,with a boom
And with all my strength,i gave a scream
But then i realised,that I was in my bedroom
and discovered that it was nothing but a dream.

Author's Note

Ignore grammatical errors

Reviews

[MOON]

You write well a scary poem.

[Marie]

This is good, clever, not too many gramatical errrors.