The Curtain Flutters

by Shruti   Aug 21, 2016


I saw a curtain flutter,
behind a window pane curved far.
I sensed the wind blowing past,
and made it a point to look beneath.
It was black. Faded black;
the room was lighted with night.
And I was amazed at the mystery that just,
a piece of faded cloth and a dry breeze could ignite.
- - - - - - - - - - -
I heard their voices mocking my thoughts,
and suddenly I realised
that the window is locked.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Em

    I loved this eerie piece especially the ending, fantastic.

    Em

  • 7 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    A dark and eerie poem that's well laid out and well written.

    SL

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