The Moon shining behind the
Is the sign of the night, that’s
Of terrors and fears and some
People shivers! When comes night,
Tension and fear blurs their sight
And enters their heart and haunts their might.
A story of a sapien, a Homosapien
Who was in fright, anxiety and in Tension.
His car broke down ahead of fluffy fog,
Which darken the forest of logs.
Quite some metres away, a Villa was seen.
Anxiety saw hope, introspected: “Is there’s anyone in?”
Dragged his car, straight towards The house.
Parked the car, blocked the tyres With bricks.
He knocked and waited for assistance from the house.
A shrill voice came, asking for the Identity as if he was a man of tricks.
The wooden door, opened by itself, Guess! It was a miracle or magic,
The man shaked his legs and lips alike a shivered Mimic.
Might be the Owner,
Might be a servant.
Showed him the guest room and
Called for dinner.
After couple of hours of changing and
Freshening he came down with Fear and in Hunger.
The man served him a bowl
He gasped, thought might contain Bloodstained flesh,
Of previous visitor, came for seeking Help, mudered body was in mesh.
After a mild dinner, he went to the guest room
For a short nap.
Inside the bathroom,
The tip-tap sound of water from tap Made him sit by his lap.
He went to the privry
And closed the tap.
And again went for the nap.
He was tired. He felt sleepy.
Whenever he started to dream,
The Man kept him awake
And he dreamt, The Man choking
His neck, Oh my God! His life was in stake.
The dream appreared as a loop
Infront of his sight.
And made the pitiful noob
Sleep, couple of hours after midnight.
After the frightful night with terrible dreams.
Came The Sun, brightening his Thoughts from the Earth realms.
He went out to scour the day,
Saw The Man! Overhauling his van!
He was shocked, His eyes lay
With tears of guilt, for all negative He thought; he can.
Gulping in the breakfast, he packed for his journey.
Funding The Man with respect, that He lacked.
And left for sojourney.
The Creepy Villa will always remain Haunted.
The Man: Owner or Servant?
Mystery remains demanded.
[ABHISHEK KUMAR SEN]