One needs to be brave
To walk inside those caves
Where lays the ruins and graves
Spirits luring and crave

The path clears within
Where the air grows thin
The tunnel that bores pain
Draws many people in

The dark caves whispers
Come in, my seekers
Echos out the cries of creepers
Who are those sleepers?

In the night of full moon
When the sun sets in the noon
The smearing mist swoon
Eating away the light too soon

The air chills around this place
Shivers the nerves,freezes your face
Yet the horrific night moves in pace
The fear drowns everyone within its space...

©sim