Never seen a ghost before! The Foureyed Poet.

The Foureyed Poet

Certain something was closely watching

from that small upstairs window

never before had I felt piercing eyes

observing intently my every move

looking once again nothing was there

it was sunny was it just the glare?

Visiting a lost friend after some years

who had moved to this weird house

even outside took an instant dislike

somehow did not want to go in

but in the lounge sure I heard a voice

tried to ignore had no choice!

This had never happened to me before

my friend seemed to be oblivious

the discomfort was getting unbearable

a young woman suddenly appeared

stared at me then quickly had gone

for a moment just to leave did long!

Could not be rude our friendship renewed

we sat talking me feeling spooked

trying to enquire if this place had a history

luckily in our conversation she admitted

that a young woman had been found dead


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