The Abandoned RoomsA Poem by J.C. Rabanes
The Abandoned Rooms
The whispering of the air and the ambiance it creates. The persons who live in here who died in the passing dates. Their soul still clinging in the doorway while looking to us. Their eyes is looked pale and disturbingly scary to looked at. An ordinary people can't see them but they already in your side. You may not notice it but they laugh around when you didn't realize. Their eyes is pale red and their dress is horribly red as blood. Some are naked, well dressed and mostly can seen their skulls. When you walk inside this abandoned room brave and strong. Watch out its in your back calling your name to abandoned the place. They are the souls of the dead who refused to live in peace. The souls of those who are slain and brought to these place. You can leave this room but not on the eyes of horror. They will always stalk you wherever you go and whatever you do. Groaning in fear you can't escape that feeling till you overcomes. One way to overcome this scenario. Go to the church and pray for their souls. It is as simple as that. Or else look at your back and see one with a deathly smile.. :D © 2015 J.C. Rabanes |
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Added on April 11, 2015 Last Updated on April 11, 2015 AuthorJ.C. RabanesCagayan De Oro, Misamis Oriental, PhilippinesAboutI am a man with full of respect. I dream big and hope alot. I took up Engineering in our country. And the rest is a secret... :D more..Writing
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