Highway To Hell Poem by Mihir Modi

HIGHWAY TO HELL

A storming night with blinding flash so high,

Raucous and shimmering down the rains from the sky.

Dripping down over a dark and small lane,

There's nothing, but only a wooden villa and shattering panes.

A car coming on the way with small family,

I welcome you all in my little world of agony.

Breakdowns the car and they were helpless,

'May I help you friends' a call for those damsels in distress.

Mesmerizing eyes in white gown was here to give a satanic tour,

Long pony's hairs and milky look which, is allure.

Come one and come all to my macabre villa,

So today I'll have sumptuous dinner with dessert of blood tequila.

Hypnotized by my eyes and enjoy a deep sleep,

Fun it was to tear their skin using my long nails, which went deep.

Salty eyes were my starters with spicy chicharon of their skin,

Blood wine was my dessert, such a yummy cuisine!

Poor people were not aware that I wasn't a lady but a banshee,

Each day I find my prey and enjoy a meal or a sushi.

A new day, a new pray, new look and a dead end,

There seems to be someone coming, 'May I help you dear friend….! '