Saturday, 2 July 2011

Bhootnath :P

At the most prominent hour of the night, 
After the clock struck twelve. 
When all the lights were put off, and the door shut tight; 
You hear the books fall off the shelve!! 

You hear someone cry, 
And footsteps on the floor. 
To break the door someone try, 
You hear the banging on the door! 

To see whats the matter, 
You go towards the door, with a torch. 
You see a white figure as clear as water, 
As you flash the light towards the porch. 

Seeing the white pale figure, 
You feel the erection of all your hair. 
A damn wicked laughter you can hear, 
Wondering it is reality or a nightmare. 

On closer inspection, 
You discovered the figure without a head. 
Wondering whether is it the ending or the inception, 
You can figure out blinking of two eyes so red! 

The ghost gives a most appealing smile, 
Asking whether can he come in. 
You see the flash of his teeth on the glazing tile; 
Telling in sweetest tone not to be so mean. 

At that time you wonder, 
"Shall I run away, or let him in?"
Trembling with fear, 
"This is the most strange guest I have ever seen!" 

Thinking for a long time, 
And gathering all your might;
"See, this is not the right time, 
See you later good night!!!"

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