Every home has an allied tale
Of Love, Grief, Ecstasy, Sorrow, Bonds, Heartbreaks, and more
Strolling down the lanes of my town,
Bustling with people and houses all around,
The urban energy wavering in full flow
I came across in the midst of this vibrant scene
An atypical structure
That stands still and serene.
The wooden panache grabbed my attention at once –
Tall ceiling, inclined roof, those fixed blinds slicing the rays
To frame an ornamental shadow so good!
A staircase that spiralled towards the sky
Is blurred with grime of the time.
Parched leaves cover its ridge,
The worn out slings that dangle from the top are loose, fragile and barely clubbed
Yet they seem to support something important hidden beneath the hub.
This marvel of a structure that brightens with gleams of the sun each day
Must not be snubbed!
While thoughts for my new dwelling swayed in and out,
I heard some words being murmured around
“Oh! That’s a haunted one”
Leaving me astounded!
The modern architecture of bygone times,
Turning to ruins and kept vacant so far!
I wonder what might have been the related tale of this abode
That has left it abandoned for ages to come!