Poem -

Hoia Baciu Forest

Hoia Baciu Forest

Black fog descends and creep’s midst the reeds,
It courses through my veins and inside me it breeds.
My heart beats irregular clasped within its grasp,
Tightening my chest as I panic and gasp.
 
I quiver in darkness fastened in shackles,
Impurity of silence is broken by cackles.
Scratched, I clutch my arm so quietly,
Apparition bestows surreal dubiety.
 
Haunting of the trees bending in bough,
Shepherd in the distance with his flock in flow,
Said to have been missing for many a year,
My spine is frozen in tingling in fear.
 
Strange lights hover in attempt to allure,
I question my sanity, was I sound of mind before?
In the center of its marvel, a circle of doom,
Deemed gateway to hell where nothing will bloom.

Log in or Become a Member to comment.

Comments

author
Simon Bromley

This a poem on the famous Haunted forest in Romania.  It's deemed legend and there are many things even scientists to this day still can't explain.

Reply
author
Angel

Interesting poem angel

Reply
author
Ian William

A marvelous piece, Simon! Thrilling to read.

Reply
author
Simon Bromley

Thank you Edward, it was such a thrilling thing to read about.  Kind of hope its true but sounds scary as hell!

Reply