Evoking the most eerie,
Creepy, gloomy, and dreary
Feeling inside your soul,
That makes you lose self control.
You see something not there
You turn being quite aware
Of it's striking presence
And it's inmost essence.
In the shadows behind the door
You feel it right down to the core
As it's burning stare penetrates you,
Driving you insane and turning you blue.
Why can you never catch a true glimpse?
It moves straight, it never limps.
Why is it always felt inside
But never on the outside?
Out of the corner of your eye
You see it and sense it nigh
Sending a chill down your spine
It's evil intoxicates like a wine.
It wraps around you
And all the way through
Like a awful flu
With a cold blanket too.
Phantasy* is its name
And illusion is its game.
It casts a shadow in your heart
It tears your mind apart.
It's not a spirit or a ghost
It's a presence at most.
It's not an angel or devil
It's more on our level.
It lurks in the dark
It will in you spark
Sheer terror, and fears,
Every time it appears.
It does not walk,
Nor does it talk,
It abruptly disappears
Upsetting your fears.
From where it came
No one dares to proclaim
And what it is doing here
This is truly unclear.
Author notes
*something many people believe that is false.
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a lot of suspense here in this very unique and creative take on the prompt ... I wonder if the fear and horror this presence you describe in your poem seems to generate, happens because it is considered coming from "outside" and being "other" than oneself ? but this would mean that we are actually running away from ourselves ...
whatever the answer, if there is any, you definitely have written a very exciting piece of poetry here ...
thanks so much for participating,
maa
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They were on. I haven't read anything on the computer without my glasses in ages.
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I don't know if it was the words, the sun, or the serious lack of sleep, but I was squinting the whole time I read that.
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Put your glasses on next time Doug!
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This is great. I do believe it this. While i was reading it i felt that maybe it was inside me but i was not sure what it was but i knew it was there...i don't know...but this is a very well writen poem. I love how all your words flow together. Even with the rythming which i normaly don't like it was still good. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck!!!
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