Treasure Island

Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Phantom's Opera

It all started after two deaths struck the family
The house was devastated it happened so quickly
They were still in mourning coping with the shock
When was heard their presence the eerie nightly knocks!

The sadness was soon replaced by a sense of horror
Footsteps were heard with none on the corridor
The lights went off their own stones pelted from nowhere
Doors banged without a gale lost things weren’t anywhere!

Ashes dumped on food filled jug was soon empty
Wastes lay littered in rooms locked and debarred entry
Nights were spent sleepless each stayed on bed awake
Praying for the knockings to stop arrival of daybreak!

The terrorized house lay numb without a key to the mists
Till they had them enough the pranks of the evil spirits
Too long was going this at their cost the ghostly ruckus
Not deterred by one’s boastful claim we got a gun with us!

When the unwanted visitors showed no signs of retreat
Priests were summoned to drive out the evil spirits
They said not one but the house is playing host
To not one evildoer but a bunch of malevolent ghosts!

They performed for three days got bagful royal treat
Then they were gone but the visitors didn’t retreat
It was by now known they would go on till
Their mission accomplished they could close the deal!

One day it all stopped as suddenly as did start
Quietly they left sprightly souls did depart
But also found were gone with the phantoms’ revelry
Grandpa’s saved gold coins all Grandma’s jewelry!

Submitted: Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 21, 2014

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the incident not entirely fictitious, the characters not entirely imaginary.

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  • Valsa George (1/27/2014 11:22:00 PM)

    I have heard such incidents... but of a different version.. To create an aura of a haunted house, people play nightly pranks and leave the house dreaded, especially if it is a house set aside for sale. Finally some clever schemer buys it at a very reduced rate! !

    A wonderful poem so full of suspense and gives the thrill of reading a ghost story or watching a horror movie! The last line tells it all.... (Report) Reply

  • Paul Reed (1/22/2014 3:50:00 AM)

    Poetry is a wondeful way to deal with one's fears, as so adeptly displayed here, thanks Pradip (Report) Reply

  • Monami Ghosh (1/21/2014 10:45:00 PM)

    Gave me goosebumps.. not the one's that scary stories give us but the one's that come when we are overwhelmed. Yes, I am overwhelmed. I so love this. Kudos. (Report) Reply

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