As I stepped into the premises of the room
The air brushed my face with its tender touch
Though it was my first visit to the city
Feelings of deja vu were just too much
Like the solitude of a clear moonlit night
Was my heart unstained by the world’s miseries
But a magnetic pull coming from the verandah
Made the whole place seem more like a mystery
Alone and confused, I set out to tour the town
Expecting to unravel the mystery of my house
Constant glares and familiar faces
Filled my heart with a lot of chaos
Unable to comprehend the stares
I get in touch with my father
The moment he hears the name of the town
He realises it is her
The town is my real home
The presence my Mother
Her insanity took her life
The story now gives me a shudder
My face resembled hers
And thats what scared the town folks
Witnessing mother’s chilling death
Made them believe in a spiteful ghost
Yet now I realised
Why my dad never spoke much about her
Now isolated in the big house
I could constantly hear her murmurs
Hysterical yet sobbing on the phone
Father begs me to leave the place
But just then the door opens
And I fall deep inside death’s eternal maze
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