Sabyasachi Mondal
1st year MBA, DMS IIT Delhi
On the terrace, at a corner
In silent night, under tiny star; Sitting on a rusty chair Thinking my hopeless future.
Suddenly I can hear
A faint cry from somewhere; The noise slowly grown louder Now it seems very near.
Oh my god! From my rear
An ice-cold hand touched my shoulder; I turned back in utter fear Saw a skeleton standing closer!!
Started hissing "Listen my dear,
How the hell you can dare To come and disturb me here? It's my place since last year, So I will punish any intruder. If you suffer, I never care."
I started running down the stair;
Ghost chased me with speed higher. Oh! I reached my room, and ready to enter; Quickly looked back while taking a breather. But couldn't see the evil anywhere!!
Still I made a point very clear;
Avoid roof-top at night in future. It's so difficult to forget ever; Such a cursed spooky encounter. |
Friday, July 2, 2010
Menace on the Terrace
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