Horror Poem by Smrutiranjan Parida

Winter's morning,
The blatant murder of earth's warmth;
And the ceasing scene of moon,
Brings back the oldest and,
The darkest memory ever
With the minimal view of emerging sun

As I could breath the incense of
A little distant Marigold
My eye turned, and choked my heart
She was standing there.
I didn't expect the presence
As Lilly do not expect,
A blazing moon on black moon days
I thought she was not there;
But she was there

Hey! Listen
What are you doing here?
My bold Bellow did shake sure;
The sleepy birds in nests
And some shaggy doggies;
Started to bark my presence
Either homeward thief or thinking
Infiltrator sure

I persisted calling her loud and loud
Though Romeo couldn't say '' I love you''
I groaned louder than that of ever
She stopped and turned
I couldn't see her face though
I knew she was there

I rushed her hoping a sweet walk talk
She laughed that much louder
She rushed forward when saw me near
And I ran back after seeing her near
I didn't know the temple woman's madness
Although I was partly mad.