A House With No Glow

A House With No Glow

It was night I remember it well,

Hear it if you dare the poem I'm going to tell.

I was going in my car,

To reach home very far,

My car started getting slow,

And stopped in front of a house with no glow.

I tried to call home for some gain,

But my phone fused because of heavy rain,

I rung the bell of the house twice,

And the door opened and out went mice.

There stood a man at the door,

Who gestured me to get inside onto his floor,

He was holding a candle,

So the darkness in the house could be handled.

I followed him to a room,

Where he gave me a plate and spoon,

He went outside,

And I felt someone come inside.

 I heard a cry that made me jump,

And I started feeling the goosebumps,

I moved to the door but when I turned back,

There stood a woman holding a knife ready to stab.

I was terrified so ran out of the room,

And met the man who was holding a broom,

He asked me what happened,

I told him there was a woman who had made me frighten,

He told me to get some sleep,

I said alright and went up with a leap,

I woke and saw it was only nine,

When I heard the same cry again this time,

There stood both of the people,

Ready to attack me as I looked so feeble,

I got scared and jumped from the window,

And ran as fast as I could do,

I reached home at ten,

After running from the lion's den,

Reaching home was a relief,

After going through a situation so grief.