Haunted Poem by Phil Soar

A rickety old staircase
A squeaky old door
Weird eerie sounds
A noisy wood floor
Bats in the loft
A flickering light
Your think you are soft
Strange things in the night
Ghostly impressions
Which walk down the hall
Skittering feet
Behind a false wall
Whistling winds
Though the windows are closed
Smells that are foul
And assault the nose
Hauntings and Poltergeists
In your mind's eye
Hearing strange noises
And wondering why
Ghastly imaginings
Seep through your brain
No sleep tonight
Whilst there's thunder and rain
Outside even more so
It's dark and it's cold
No place for the young
No peace for the old
They are coming to get you
The Zombies and Ghouls
No place for the nervous
But for strong willed fools
You dare to stay out there
Whilst others remain
Locked inside rooms
To stop going insane
Their nerves in tatters
Shaken to the core
Just sat in the corner
Curled up on the floor
Ghostly events
Haunted by doubt
What do they get up to?
When everyone's out