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Gloomy I’m sitting in a dark room.
There’s a knock on the door.
As I slowly creep out of my bed,
I can feel a rush of cold air going through my body.
I step very slowly and quietly.
The wood beneath my feet starts to creek.
I get to the door and look through the blinds.
A dark shadow is all I see.
Without thinking I open the door. I gasp.
My heart stops.
And I
am taken.
Nice albeit it a dark piece
Nice albeit it a dark piece of writing! Steve :)
Dear Respected mminch_1. Welcome to postpoems
Dear Respected mminch_1. Welcome to postpoems.You say you're "new" to poetry.Expressing feelings or opinion through words is "poetry" Words are a very strong medium of communication. You wrote two insights (feelings) and they are well expressed. But my dear I am but a utter novice in the field of poetry.I just write whatever comes to my mind without thinking much of it.Good luck in painting masterpieces.BTW thanks for your friend request :)
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