The Castle
 
Sanctuary of shadows-
Castle of black-
Where the Raven oft's calls-
And sane minds crack...


~*~



A place of nightmares unvanquished-
Where broken hearts bleed their lovers name-
Where the wind eerily blows through the trees-
And black and white are the same...


~*~



Where strange moaning reverberates-
Its echos off of the walls-
Where screams of horrific pain-
Gather down marbled halls...


~*~




Where skeletons dance in closets-
And a ghost haunts the bath-
The lore is that it is the wraith of Oberon-
Come back to unleash his wrath...!!!


~*~



The doors all open by themselves-
While shutters slam shut on their own-
Where dirges of music flow through the rooms-
And the un-dead oft' times love to roam...


~*~



Its a place that vampires oft' claim-
While the Count plans many a meal-
There are hundreds of bats in the belfry-
And yes they are real...


~*~



Blood drips from the chandeliers-
Near the Black Widows nest-
Its a sanctuary of many shadows-
If you're not careful you'll be its next guest!




*Another Attempt At Writing The Darker Stuff*
March 6, 2009

By Theodora Onken

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