In the dead of night when stars fade away,
The Creepy Moon emerges, twisted and gray.
Its grin a sneer, twisted in delight,
Casting eerie shadows in the still of night.

It peeks through the clouds with an eerie gaze,
Casting a spell in the moonlit haze.
Its hollow eyes, a chilling sight,
Haunting the world with an otherworldly might.

Beneath its glow, the trees seem to dance,
Their silhouettes swaying in a spectral trance.
Whispers ride the wind, tales untold,
As the Creepy Moon's mysteries unfold.

Bats take flight in its sinister gleam,
Owls hoot warnings in a chilling scheme.
The night itself in the moon's embrace,
A canvas for horrors in this haunting space.

But fear not the Creepy Moon's eerie call,
For within its darkness, beauty enthralls.
A macabre charm, a haunting grace,
In the sinister glow of this celestial face.
© jaylinestarr