WANDERING SPIRIT

Something poked me...
Something rubbed over my head...
There was a light whisper,
As I lay asleep on my Bed.

Something tugged me,
Something disturbed me,
Something wasnt right,
Something wanted my attention alright!

I opened my eyes and looked up,
A little lad who was kneeling stood up.
I was surprised,where did he come from,
As though reading my thoughts he pointed towards the windows,
O'Thats where he had got in from...

In the darkness I saw his transparent body,
I thought to myself I was dreaming,he was nobody.
Again a tug, a shake got me fully awake,
It wasnt a dream,at the boy I did a double take.

He was still there,holding out a rose..urgent as he stood,
He was trying to tell me something,that I didnt quite understood.
Then to my surprise he went to the window and came back,
I was shocked as barely a second for that did he take.

He was floating now,above ground he didnt walk,
He wanted to me to go with him,thats what it was all about.
Hold on a minute,whats happening perplexed I thought,
A feeble whisper then I heard in my head, a telepathic thought.

He was saying to me,Come with me I dont have much time,
I'm alone,I'm scared, I've to leave this world before my time.
I'm dead,I dont have a body...
Its all dark,empty here,I'm lost,I need somebody.

Finally,I slowly got the drift of what was happening,
Though I felt sorry for the boy,I needed to fast do something.
The boy was lost,a wandering spirit...
He'd seen me through my open window and had come in.

I cant go I said sternly,and you have to leave...
I started feeling the chill as I heard my heart heave.
He started to weep,trying to gain my sympathy...
He didnt seem to want to leave, without taking me.

I had to be strong,my mind said fiercely...
Maybe it was still a dream I thought hopefully.
Then suddenly I saw his eyes angry,and I knew this was it.
I had to get rid of him or I could be stuck for life with it.

With a push I got up from my bed,
Dragged the boy by his hand,Out you go I said.
He was surprised as we reached the window...
Never you come back I yelled,once you go.

Reluctantly he got up the ledge and flew out,
Last words,I'll miss you, softly he uttered.
I felt bad,I closed my eyes to stop a tear from comming out,
When I opened my eyes,it was bright morning with birds chirping loud.

Oh..it was a dream after all,seemed all too real...
Dazed still in my bed, I remembered the wandering spirit surreal.
So silly was I to take a dream so seriously...
Relaxed now,the scare gone I wanted to laugh out heartily.

Silly me! I smiled to myself as again I shook my head,
I arranged my pillow,then I saw a rose that lay mysteriously on my bed.
It was the same rose the boy held the night before,
Seeing it now my heart froze,a panic like never before.


2013 © Nandini Deka

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