A Tale Never Told
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It was a tedious trek down the hill.
Sky shrouded in rain clouds was in utter DARKNESS.
Knowing I won’t reach home without getting wet,
Looked for a shelter, feeling imminent threat.
Seeing a small building at a DESCENDING slope,
I began WALKING into it and thanked God for the shelter.
I waited there for the downpour to subside.
An unusual GLOOM was building up,
As I saw SILHOUETTES moving around.
Soon I saw a tall figure by my side
A CREEPY sensation ran across me
Feeling great DREAD, I tried to run
But he came closer to me and smiled
Wow! He looked so familiar.
I had seen him before, but couldn’t identify.
When I stood confused and somewhat puzzled,
He asked me in gentle tones;
“Don’t you remember me, a friend to your father?
I had been once LIVING opposite to your house”
He sounded meek and OPEN that set my mind at peace
And I chided myself for my fickleness.
He came and sat by my side and in better light, I recognized him
He had been our neighbour for some time
But.........! Died years ago in a road accident!
Feeling a sudden black out, I lost consciousness
When I opened my eyes, he was gone
I knew I was in a haunted house….!
I took to heels braving the pouring rain…
It was a HALLOWEEN night!
October.29.2022
~ Placed Seventh~
Halloween Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Emile Pinet
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2022
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