Dark and brooding
Looming into the night dark sky.
Evil leers from guardians upon haunted gables.
Tinted, tainted rain catches upon window sills.
Pooling there until the sill over flows.
Tracing bloody streaks upon ebony wood.
Look closer still at the sculpted wooden door.
Know of tortured souls writhing on tormented ebon wood.
Dominating the harrowing of souls
A demonically leering brass knocker.
Verdigris accents upon the teeth,
Upon the obscene tongue.
Care must be taken or a hand will be lost.
No answer can be heard
The door is unlocked.
Dare you enter this forlornly forgotten,
lost house of soul's sorrows.