A man is haunted in the middle of the night by a ‘ghost’! He is suddenly hit by the realization and subsequent repentance of having done something dreadful earlier. So, is he imagining it all or is the ghost for real?
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Under the lofty hills, across the still lake,
The night deepens but he lies wide awake.
Tired body but his mind runs restless,
What bothers him is anyone’s guess.
Far south a lonely wolf lets out a howl
Complemented by the nearby hooting of an owl.
The boy now wonders what goes on at night:
When the graveyard is dark and there is no light!
He thought he had seen a shadow by the window,
He had closed his eyes and prayed for it to go.
To his horror, the silhouette moved not a tad
The boy had curled up, deep into his bed.
The winds are chilly but he shivers with fear,
He now knows for sure his end is near!
The wolf lets out another forlorn cry,
The boy gulps, his throat has turned dry.
A million thoughts run through his head:
The rumours of the ghost are quite widespread!
The spirit is known to go after young men
He had since dreaded the frightful apparition.
The night is deep and he is all alone
The spectre must know he is most prone!
What if ‘it’ has decided to visit him tonight?
Who will save him from the dreadful sprite?
In that moment of despair, inside his lair,
He remembers his lover with all the care.
How he had fought her over trifling matters
Their relationship now torn to tatters.
Right after they had their final fight
He had turned her out on that dreadful night.
He would have no more, he had resolved.
He repented though after his anger dissolved.
He had looked for her far and wide,
Upon the hills and along the river side;
For days and weeks but all in vain,
She may have decided to never come again!
He curses himself now for losing his mind,
How he wishes they could leave all behind!
The spectre now so close in proximity,
He longs for his lover in all possibility.
He will, without doubt, find solace in her arms
That will protect him from all the deadly charms.
He hopes somehow she will listen to his cries,
And be with him before his cadaver lies.
The spirit stands watching silently through;
Night after night that is what it will do.
The wolf howls and the owl hoots in chant,
A ghost from the past that has come to haunt!
Who/What is the ghost?