Stranger in the dark night

The pearl white moon,

glimmering in the pitch dark night.

Stars like diamonds,

fixed on it.

A sudden howl from the forbidden woods,

pierced through my ears.

I sat petrified on the wooden bench…glancing at my reflection shown,

On the icy blue pond.

I threw a pebble over it…my vision over the pond,

Began to vanish,

Little by little….

Abruptly,I witnessed the reflection of a stranger next to me.

As I turned, there was nothing,

Except for a sudden gush of wind

which blew over me.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Overall, I enjoy the descriptions and the development of happenings in your story-in-a-poem. It starts out with gentle observations, then it appears to become a bit mysterious, and finally there's an unexplained apparition, leaving the interpretation to the reader to figure out.

There are a few places where your word choices are a little ordinary, but could be elevated by spending more time to find a unique word to convey more unusual imagery: "pearl white moon" . . . "pitch dark night" . . . "stars like diamonds" . . . "icy blue pond" . . . this is the way such things have been described in poetry a million times. I urge you to find a fresh and surprising way to describe these everyday things we all love to write about so much.

[zahidarizvi]

Thanks a lot for your review.
yeah your right i need to brush up on the ordinary phrases and my usual descriptive words, appreciate your full on review hope you would keep reviewing my future work too.

[Lee Bakes]

I like how this poem makes you feel an element of spookiness.

[zahidarizvi]

Thank you :)