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JOSE GERVIC LABE, JR.
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Gervic's Poetic Explorations #1030582 added April 12, 2022 at 6:04am
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Haunted
On one unusual day in a bizarre place,
I came across a track—a road of rails.
I innocently trod upon each sleeper, 'till the end I'd trace
Then I found myself in front of a graffitied wall—filthy and stale.
I came across a track—a road of rails.
As I trudged through a place that led nowhere,
Then I found myself in front of a graffitied wall—filthy and stale.
There's an opening in a cave that might lead somewhere.
As I trudged through a place that led nowhere,
With heaving breaths and troubled thoughts that I might have lost my track.
There's an opening in a cave that might lead to somewhere.
I wondered if I would get in or just go back.
With heaving breaths and troubled thoughts that I might have lost my track.
My curiosity compelled me to enter the opening.
I wondered if I would get in or just go back.
Before I could decide, something grabbed me as quick as lightning.
My curiosity compelled me to enter the opening.
It might be dangerous inside, but I had to embark.
Before I could decide, something grabbed me as quick as lightning.
A loud growl greeted me, then a plethora of red eyes glowed in the dark.
It might be dangerous inside, but I had to embark.
Breaths heaved into a crescendo of gasps. I wanted to run.
A loud growl greeted me, then a plethora of red eyes glowed in the dark.
A party began, then came the wraiths, then skeletons, and even headless nuns.
Breaths heaved into a crescendo of gasps. I wanted to run.
My fear grew when the entrance was closed.
A party began, then came the wraiths, then skeletons, and even headless nuns.
Then they stared at me, and I felt dozed.
My fear grew when the entrance was closed.
I wanted to escape, but I seemed glued in place by a spell.
Then they stared at me, and I felt dozed.
I will be their glorious offering to the lord of hell.
I wanted to escape, but I seemed glued in place by a spell.
Wraiths chanted in bliss and it echoed across the hall.
I will be their glorious offering to the lord of hell.
I was laid on a huge altar while I screamed the loudest bawl.
Wraiths chanted in bliss and it echoed across the hall.
Then came the horned being just directly above where I lie
I was laid on a huge altar while I screamed the loudest bawl.
I realized it was just a nightmare as I struggled to open my eyes.
The came the horned being just directly above where I lie
Will this be the day that I'm going to die?
I realized it was just a nightmare as I struggled to open my eyes.
I was finally awake, panting, and I could only sigh.
Will this be the day that I'm going to die?
In this filthy, secluded, and abandoned place
I was finally awake, panting, and I could only sigh
With a tremendous horror on my sweat-drenched face.
In this nasty, secluded, and abandoned place
I came across a track—a road of rails.
With a tremendous horror on my sweat-drenched face.
I found myself in front of a graffitied wall—filthy and stale.
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