Lee Plaza Hotel, Detroit, photo by Bonnie Beechler
The paints have gotten peeled off,
The walls, weary and worn off,
The furniture, all tattered and dirty,
Floors, with heaps of dust on top.
These are sights that we see,
But there’s another whole story,
About the residents that live here,
For them, it’s just a day, another.
Animated voices fill the house,
Excitement, along with daily routine,
While the B/W television blares
match’s scores latest,
From kitchen, to lower volume,
someone screams loudest.
The residents, they’ve newly moved in,
In mid-town, a posh house, urban,
The richest folks in area, they are,
Cultivating many envious eyes, all over.
Many were waiting
Only for one opportunity;
To wipe them off, and,
Lay hands on the property.
Bullets drove into the walls one day,
Blood oozed out uncontrolled, that 1st May,
Lifeless slain, laid the residents,
Their spirits still dwell here, nevertheless.
Copyright 2014 © Nandini Deka
Ah, a chilling ghost story.
ReplyDelete:-)
DeleteThat the 'spirit' of the ruins.
ReplyDeleteGhostly and eerie! It can never be the same again! Nicely Nandini!
ReplyDeleteHank
thanks @kaykuala
Deleteyikes- scary ghost story
ReplyDeletethanks for reading :-)
DeleteWow... cruel fate - creative story
ReplyDeleteyeah...fate can be cruel :-(
DeleteNicely done. Thanks for sharing
ReplyDeletethanks for reading @Wayne
Deletegripping tale... beautifully penned.
ReplyDeletethanks @Rajlakshmi
DeleteVery nice ... I do sense the spirits you have described.
ReplyDeletethanks for reading @Helen :-)
DeleteHaunting...
ReplyDeleteyes ;-)
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