Dark Poem by malini kadir

Dark; the shadows tall
Lark; the fears on call
I slip silently into the street
Now looking peevish I retreat
From the rambling buildings and all

The goose pimples rise
On the back of my neck twice
I know I am being followed
I dare not look around
I start to walk swifter in a thrice

I shall near the other end
Round the bend
A secure surround
I was terror bound
Almost racing; feet in a run god send

In my presence of mind;
I try to of gods remind
With Jesus and Allah
With Shiva and Kanna
All the gods in heaven defined

Came flashing into my mind
Even as the jewels around my neck grind
Into the flesh, as if to remind me of being mortal;
Sure the goose bumps require no ghosts at all
I reassure my nerves; sweating profusely blind........

My eyes fear to look again or back
Winds were howling loud; out to wrack!
The night very dark, storm was in askance
The typical night for ghoulish prance
Thoughts of my old grandmother tales come back!

To hit my plexus sharpened by fear
Sure of being followed closely near.....
Could almost feel the ominous shape visible
If I were to simply turn and touch feeble......
So close and looking so horrid; oh dear!

Who the hell was he?
Living creature or dead and free?
His face was one sided burnt, as in fire caught!
I could no longer look; fear my default!
I take to a run, as fast as feet could take me see......

My desire to explore old rambling buildings old
Abruptly dealt with a terror although oft bold
Today I was all tears, not relishing to be caught and blood sucked?
Oh! I wonder what the ghosts do when they catch their prey attacked!
I could see his teeth now; snarling with a pleasure of having scented cold!

I was up against what?
Would he or it.... kill me, is it that?
Or almost caught would I be eaten alive?
Blood oozing out, to be sucked in pleasure to thrive?
Man eater man? Caught in his arms fought fat!

Fat lot of good it did me....
Hindu culture; the Shiva occult he?
Today I was his feast
I felt lost; to the beast......
Simply no more valued; neither free...........

The face a mere “Carcass” after the fire burns
Almost as if he never fully died; in grave took turns
To seek his revenge; in full blast
To vanquish the family members long last!
To have slipped alive; I was lucky by no concerns....

Simply my feet, running a sprinter’s run
Now the marathons race ahead of me no fun!
Fear a great coach! taught you in seconds......
How to your life save; in neck of time sectioned
As I jumped into the river, thrashed out all human.......

Bloody waters a tale to tell........
Darkness in my conscience fell.............

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Malinikadir