A Bizarre Mystery Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

Life is a bizarre mystery
I conclude with yesterday's history,
There was this lock and key,
The lock was locked and the single key
Must have been hugely unlucky,
It was dark and the trial was so exhausting
That we were down and thrashing,
Later at night we were accompanying ghosts
And owls, we didn't expect any hosts
So we got the letter signed and the time came
For the thrash once again, still I am proud
Of the lock which didn't budge when the crowd
Banged on it for long, but finally came the time
For the lock to unlock with a hammer, the prime
Surmise is that someone is the sole reason for
All this happening yesterday, if at all that hour
Is to come back, we would still be partly lour;
Arriving at the conclusion, yesterday was an
Awesome experience, even if torture can
Trouble you, a single step ahead is more
Than enough for you to beat the score.