The raindrops fell like tears from the sky,
A symphony of sound as they passed by.
But then, without warning or explanation,
The rain ceased its fall, ending the sensation.

The drops that fell now made strange noises,
As they were swallowed by the earth's voices.
An eerie feeling crept upon my soul,
As if something was watching, taking control.

I longed for the sounds to fade away,
To silence the unease that came to play.
But they persisted, haunting my mind,
A presence that seemed impossible to find.

I searched for an escape, a way to be free,
From the hold that this feeling had over me.
But in the end, I was left with a sense of unease,
As the sounds of the raindrops never seemed to cease.

- Poem written by shoon


Alone in the rain I walked,
Towards the bus that would take me through an endless tunnel.
As I boarded, no driver in sight,
And the darkness enveloped me, shrouded in fright.

Echoes of raindrops rang,
As water pooled and flooded the ground.
Alone, stranded, with no one to be found,
I felt as if I were sinking deep into the ground.

The bus traveled through the unknown,
As my heart grew heavy with a sense of dread.
My mind raced, as my thoughts were unsaid,
Wishing for someone to hold my hand.

Finally, the journey came to an end,
And the tunnel opened up to the light.
I realized, even in the darkest night,
Hope shines through, and makes everything alright.

- Poem written by shoon




In my bed, lost in thought without hope,
My mind consumed by a bitter rope.
Suddenly, a shadow emerged, dark and grim,
A foreboding presence, stretching tall and slim.

Enveloping my room, it cast a gloomy spell,
A murky darkness, where nothing could dwell.
It closed on me, trapping me in its embrace,
With a grip so tight, I could barely find a space.

It held my hands and legs, with a sinister force,
A chilling sensation, that left me feeling remorse.
What's going on? Why is this happening to me?
I screamed for help, but the shadow wouldn't flee.

The darkness swallowed everything, with a deafening roar,
Leaving no trace behind, just an eerie silence to explore.
As I lay there, trembling, in the pitch-black abyss,
I realized that the shadow was a symbol of my darkest abyss.

- Poem written by shoon