medeni
in the darkness of the night
a feeling of dread takes flight
shadows dance and flicker
my heart pounds quicker and quicker
the wind howls like banshees
as I creep through the trees
I hear a rustling in the bushes
my mind filled with eerie hushes
suddenly, a hand grips my shoulder
I turn around and feel colder
a figure looms in the mist
with eyes that seem to insist
I try to scream, but no sound comes out
my fear and terror, no longer in doubt
the figure whispers, "You're not alone"
and my body turns to stone
I wake up with a start
my beating heart feels like it will part
it was only a dream, or so I hope
but the feeling of horror, still makes me mope
I shudder at the thought
of the fear that I have wrought
the horror that we all seek
is the one that makes us weak
Ngayogyakarta Hadiningrat, 26 April 2023
#puisinggris - horor
~hjhj~
