Hosted the Haunted Night

POETRY

Photo by Florian Olivo on Unsplash

Under the weight of a moonless sky,
the night speak its secrets,
looking through the trees,
a ghostly breath of forgotten tales.

We hosted the haunted night,
with shadows as our guests,
each corner of darkness,
a story waiting to be told.

The wind carries the
lost voices, memories intertwined,
and in the stillness,
the past comes alive.

A light,
a momentary glimmer,
reveals the dance of phantoms,
swaying to an ancient rhythm.

In this journey,
we are both host and witness,
to the mysteries that linger,
in the silent embrace of the night.