The Watcher

The Watcher

A Poem by Jordan Punga

In the dark he watches.
All the fires of hell in his eyes.
He watches me.
Over my bed he stalks.
Mumbling nonsense for none to hear.
Why is he here?
Is he here?
Was he here?
My mind says no, but my heart says otherwise.

 

© 2009 Jordan Punga


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Jordan Punga
This is based on something that happend to me once.
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.....This piece is interesting....."Mumbling nonsense for none to hear"
So what did happen? You say it's based on something that happened to you?

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on January 22, 2009
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Jordan Punga
Jordan Punga

Amherstburg, Canada



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