A Bad Poem
On a dark and stormy nightShe appeared like a phantom.
Her skin pale as white.
Her laughter very haunting.
She creeped towards my bed
I wet because she terrified.
She lay my shaking head
On her bosom as I petrified.
We fell in love suddenly
As though two written for a story.
We lived happily ever after.
But that’s another matter.
Poetry by Sameen
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Written on 2025-11-24 at 16:51
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