All around you,
Everything was dark and eerie.
The streets were silent,
And the trees didn’t sway.
Nothing happened until,
The moon made its way.
At once the gates opened,
And an archway of roses and thorns-
Aged over time,
Brightened the way.
Along your path,
Everything lay dead.
Yet, I seemed to be the only soul,
Making my way ahead.
All over you were intricate patterns
Of sadness, anger and raging fights.
They made my stomach lurch,
And my sight to hurt.
Hope fled and fear clung,
When I saw the tall portraits,
Glaring down at me.
Their eyes were blood-shot,
And their faces were grim,
Which showed how great,
Your owners were at once.
Your fireplace was chocked with ashes,
And your mantelpiece was rusty.
Your stairs creaked with might,
And the ticking clock seemed far away.
Though your backyard was lively,
And showed signs of life,
Everything looked so mystical in the moonlight,
As the sweet jasmine scent filled the night.
As I closed my eyes to take it all in,
I went back in time,
And saw your whole history-
In the sunshine you were the glory,
And in the night you were the doom.
And when I opened my eyes,
I realized that I’d released you from the curse,
Which had befallen over you,
Thousands of years ago.
Minutes went by…
And everything looked different.
The whole place shimmered with fireflies.
And I realized that the souls,
Of your brethren were at peace at last.