Hey guys, I'M BACK! This time, another poem. It's about how Ginny feels after Harry graduates and she's well into her seventh year at Hogwarts. This is my favorite poem that I've ever written, so enjoy it! And remember, review, Review, REVIEW!
The Haunting
Have you ever been haunted
By
someone you used to know?
Seeing their eyes from in the dark,
As
if they seem to glow.
Frightened, you shout their name,
But
it seems to be no use.
As if on cue, they back away
To that
darkness that's so profuse
After they disappear from sight,
They whisper some quiet words.
Your quiet time is soon
diminished
Like air upon wings of birds.
You feel the tears
upon your face
As you listen to their voice.
You cannot bear
the torture,
But you still listen to the noise.
You long
to touch their skin,
And you wish to be in their arms.
You
reach out towards their voice,
You're a sucker for their
charms.
Their voice begins to recede,
As you reach out
toward the gloom.
But soon they disappear,
And you're left
alone in your room.