The Haunted House
She had pencil lead on her fingertips And presses silver fingerprints Upon the windows no one looks in Already dirty, the house condemned. The house collapsing, the foundation rot Still stays the…
hauntedhouse is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 3 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees hauntedhouse in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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