Cursed Verses

In the moon's pale light, shadows dance and creep, In the old, decrepit house, where spirits weep. Whispers in the dark, a ghostly lament, A haunting tale of souls, forever trapped, unbent.Eerie echoes through the halls, a mournful cry, Phantoms in the mirrors, as time passes by. Footsteps in the attic, a chilling refrain, A haunted melody of sorrow and pain.The clock strikes midnight, the hour of the dead, Invisible hands reach out from the bed. A spectral presence, a shiver down your spine, In this haunted place, the living entwine.Beware the haunted mansion, its secrets untold, Where restless spirits wander, their stories unfold. In the realm of the supernatural, they forever reside, A haunted poem's verses, where darkness and spirits coincide.