Thrilling Night Poem by Sneha Celine

Walking down in a dark lane,
Nothing could distinctly be seen;
I was investigating with a torch,
Seems to be a place I've never been.
There's this wierd feeling in me,
That I am in a place where I should not be.
Howling of wolves I could hear;
Suddenly saw a lightening spear.
I could see trace of bats flying,
As i walked further;
I heard a child crying.
On the pavement I could see the child,
I went closer but she walked away.
I tried following her;
But after a distance she disappeared.
I could sense a foul smell,
Of a corpse I could tell.
Took a few steps forward,
Felt I stepped on something,
I looked down focusing the torch light;
All I could see,
Was a Corpse looking at me,
I was shocked, my blood ran cold,
Began to sweat, I had to stay bold.
I took my leg back,
That corpse caught hold of my leg,
I hit it with the torch and tried to run away.
I could hear that corpse running after me,
To check, I turned back,
But nothing i could see;
I turned front,
The corpse was in front of me.
Felt like my heart stopped;
I woke up from my sleep,
I started taking breath; shallow and deep.
I was in a relief that I wasn't really there,
Its was a nightmare.