Haunted Grounds

Whispers echo through the darkened grave,

Shadows twist in the moon’s bleak wave.

In the land where the spirits creep,

Dare you disturb or fall asleep?

Silent watch the cemetery gates,

Ghosts and demons, sealed by fate.

Echoes of the lost and damned,

Hold your breath, make your stand.

Dare to speak, or turn away,

Lest you summon what will stay.

Haunted halls, beware, beware,

The wrong ghost will catch you there.

Don't disturb the restless shades,

If you don't want haunted days.

Cemetery claims its soul,

Keep your warning, stay in control.

Creeping dread in every breath,

Fears entrap beneath the death.

Screaming winds, the spirits call,

In the darkness, fear’s your thrall.

Whisper warnings in the wind,

Lurking souls and shadows thin.

Choose your path with careful pride,

Or in torment you’ll reside.

Don't disturb the restless shades,

If you don't want haunted days.

Cemetery claims its soul,

Keep your warning, stay in control.

Raise your voice or stay silent,

Boundaries are defiant.

Ethereal, unseen, untamed,

Danger’s face remains unnamed.

Wait or pay the ultimate cost,

In the realm where angels lost.

Linger long and face your end,

Ghostly whispers—fear, transcend.