Notes About The Poem
June-9-2025
By Accident Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Kai Michael Neumann

 

By Accident

It was a tedious trek down the hill.
The Sun was shrouded in darkness.
Thunder boomed and lightning flashed.
Knew I won’t be reaching home without getting wet.

I longed for a shelter to be in.
By accident, saw a small building a little away
I thanked God and all my stars.
Walking into it as fast as I could,
Sat on a wooden bench at the patio.
By then the rain had started pouring in 
It was so quiet inside except that of rain drops, 
Battering on the corrugated tin roof.

I waited there for the downpour to subside.
Felt uneasy as I saw dark silhouettes moving. 
Soon, I saw a tall figure by my side
A creepy sensation ran across me.
My blood froze, screaming I tried to run.

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 once been living opposite to your house.”

He sounded quite meek and open,
That set my mind at peace.
I chided myself for my fickleness.
Felt ashamed of being so stupid.
He came and sat by my side.
In better light, I recognized him….
He had been our neighbour for some time.

But….., died years ago, in a road accident.
I knew my meeting of him was not just an accident,
But the precursor to a greater accident!

I took to heels braving the pouring rain…!
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Velasco Avatar
July 29, 2025 at 4:36 AM
Wow, what a suspenseful and chilling piece! The build-up was fantastic—from the gloomy setting to the mysterious figure. That twist at the end sent shivers down my spine! It’s a beautifully crafted story poem, and the way it blends realism with the supernatural makes it so gripping. Loved the pacing and imagery.
Narain Avatar
June 9, 2025 at 11:06 AM
Wow, meeting and runninawawy from a ghostlike figure. Nice poem.
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