With an awful feeling
I cycled alone in a lonely night
The road led me to sudden darkness
Only the crescent moonlight
And opposite lights dimly bright
The wind blew scattering my untied hair
It was quiet,
and dark.
I bewildered
Panic stricken me
Was I the only soul here?
I turned my head left and right
Only darkness and trees’ shadow
With a small dim light in front of my bike
All at once,
my mind marveled,
“Were there other souls waiting in front of me and trying to hurt me?”
Reminded me of the old uncle found murdered and robbed not long time ago
I took that thinking swiftly out from my mind
Be positive… be positive…
I uttered to myself
In a while,
my mind alerted me again…
It’s seventh month,
a ghost month…
I recalled the article I read about massacre in 1942
Happened nearby the area
Suddenly
I felt chill and creepy
It was wind sound and silent
Cold sweat ran down my head
I cycled faster
Trying hard to ignore my fear
I put the earpiece back to my ears
Listening to the beautiful Buddhist’s chant
Om… mani padme hum…
Om... mani padme hum...
As I cycled further
I looked up into the sky
Trailed the moonlight once again
Where I found my peace and serenity back
I started smiling again,
and let bygones be bygones.
1 comment:
so creepy
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