Creepy Night Woods

While trying to hide the sound of hustling leaves under my boots

I pretend to bury the darkness of the night inside the woods

The scary sound of hustling and bustling it makes

The beauty of the day it shades Oh! I wonder how it can fake

The beautiful long slender trees of the knight

Scared the hell out of me in the darkness of night

Off in the distance when the night birds wail

I wished not to come across the devil with a tail

When the wind gently swoosh the forest green floor

And the red moon knocks by their door

Unimaginable black things dances say the old folklore

A beast with stringy hair and decrepit feet snores and roar

I could hear my heart pounding and making a lub-dub sound

My mind decided to stop wandering and turn around

As I turned I heard a snarl and a sound of crack

My feet picked a rhythm and kept on running never to look back