The Hidden

My eyes searched dreams in darkness of night.
The fluttering of winds have kept them awake.

I bring hands over my eyes, eyes and hands are part of me.
It’s strange though hands are so near yet eyes are blind to see.
My mind wonders how a ghost can see in the dark clearly.
Does the eyesight increase after death or is it some trickery?

I hear a thumping sound somewhere near and someone fall;
Is it the “Unknown” or a neighbor kid on the other side of wall ?
The water drops “tinks” at regular intervals in the toilet sink;
Toilet flushed, water got sucked and emptied it to the brink.

I stood and walked to see if  some hidden energy around;
Sixth sense led me to an empty dark corner- I FOUND !!
Soon a  dim car light comes and falls there and goes away;
“It’s just a tall lamp standing silently that scared me , Eh! ” 

Imagination of mind triggers scenes from scary Hollywood;
Sounds and voices here and there, does not do any good.
I realized my concern for the “Unexplained” in the dark;
My heartbeat was increasing towards a fearing mark.

I then laugh and tell myself philosophically –
“Death is inevitable, so my dear, why fear;
All will die, and so will I; smiled at the ghost cynically”
The ghost left the room disheartened and I slept peacefully.

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