Mystery Cemetery Poem by Sherif Monem

The sun sets over the hill
Beyond the far edge of town
In the midst of bare trees
the grass and brown shrubs
whispers and stories are heard
In this austere old cemetery
of the long passed worn times
of people found eternal homes
their final resting places
the tortured souls cry and wander
the blessed souls roam in peace
some people have lived long life
Others their lives were cut short
They ended in sadness and pain
Near the narrow water stream
One hears the chuckles of joy
echoes with rumbling falling rocks
of lives of beauty and pleasure
of solemn peace and longevity
others with tones of sadness
of fervent love that did not last
Roses withered before they flourished
The voices of moaning behind the hill
of people who died tragically
Life stopped in screeching halt
Towering all most sad events
The sound screams of car crashing
and those people in extreme agony
not far away as one glimpses
the scene of brownish stones
and pink and yellow flowers
crying and weeping for murdered ones
peace have finally came for others
who were ill and suffering pain
The cemetery are haunted place
for many people whose stories
short and long never known
At the middle of the night
the stars seen dancing and gazing
at this old forgotten cemetery
The howling wind blows fiercely
growing eerie fearful feeling
sensing the chill and solitude
As the dawn light creeps in
it cracks the pitch of darkness
the nightmare finally ends
and all the souls take rest
and sleeps once again in peace