Night Visit

100208

 

NIGHT VISIT

 

An unknown figure had crept up

From underneath my bed

My eyes shut, ears wide open

Cowering in fear I hide

Beneath the sheets I listen

To the lurking and creaking

Waiting, anticipating

My heart thumping

Hoping that it fastly disappears

I am frightened, extremely so

Not knowing if my life’s coming

To an end in a flash

Or if I will be spared

Now I learn to pray once again

In hopes that faith will save me

 

Creature of the night

Who are you and why have you come?

Sweat dripping down my forehead

I try not to make a sound

I feel its presence coming closer

As it hovers on top of me

I plead to the angels for protection

I’m not ready to die

Please let me continue on unscathed

As my sheets start to unravel

I wait for the impact of tragedy

Only to realize it was all a dream

 

Reviews

[Anarda Nashai]

Well...isn't this just in time for Halloween!!! I love the mood of your poem...its a little sexy even (but not in a "sexy" way) The luring sound of it all is very exciting. As I'm reading, I feel as if I may be engulfed by anything at any moment...sort of on the edge of my seat. AWESOME write!

-Anarda Nashai
author of Despondent
Check out my website at:
www.anardanashai.webs.com!