The Haunting

This poem explores themes of dark magic, betrayal, and supernatural protection, depicting the consequences of abusing power and the ultimate triumph of spirit over malevolent forces.

Copyright © Priya Florence Shah

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Within these haunted walls secrets reside,

Conjured up something dark and nasty.

The book of shadows, darkly allied,

Potions and spells, turning back most ghastly.

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They bound themselves with graveyard magic,

Wishes granted, yet beware the design.

Trapped in darkness, their fate tragic,

Abused divinity wrought destruction’s line.

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Tried to make her a ghost, a specter seen,

In photos alone, a visage unseen.

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book of shadows

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In the tangle of love the demons emerge,

The banshee’s wail of death impending.

The end came swift, a silent dirge,

Once vibrant life, now forever pending.

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Ashes from the flames of hell,

Addictions, spirits, deviant ways,

Workplace affairs where chaos fell,

Backstabbings, betrayals in endless maze.

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With greed and malevolent intent,

False narratives spun, morality bent.

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banshee

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The demon and the ice queen cold,

Unemployed, homeless, in fury’s grasp,

Predator’s plans in failure unfold,

No honor where snitches clasp.

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Everyone now sees the truth revealed,

The recording sets the record straight,

Key to the jail cell’s fate unsealed,

One cannot blame another’s weight.

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Betwixt ancient paths and modern world’s throng,

Is there any place where I belong?

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divine protection

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The haunting where courage sleeps,

She was protected from the psychopath’s snare,

Spirit kicked him to the kerb, peace she keeps,

In Spirit’s arms, she’s safe, beyond care.

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