It was dark & midnight,
when a strange shadow came close by
stout shadow, shadow so fierce
shadow that sends spine a chill & queer
a tall, rough figure wrapped in long cloak
his sinister green eyes crystal in dark
Jaws clenched in anxiety & hands folded inside.
must be a gun, my heart sigh
a psychopath on run, news flashed mind
serial killer or the likes of cannibal
he looked all cold & evil,
I could suddenly hear him call
dark claustrophobic night and we were alone
on that road that footprints have foregone
like a blitzkrieg he walked, large steps and thump aloud
I sped away but he still followed
I ran across the road and all in vain
ran, ran & ran but cannot escape.
he jumped & marched ahead
the end is near & its
crystal clear
"what do you want", I begged
he came ahead,took his hands out
God no, will he be shooting or slaughter with knife, I doubt
black, cold finger that he raised
everything turn dark & I no longer could gaze.
"take all & leave me alone"
I screamed aloud as I fell down on tar floor
Its all over! I sighed
he marched his hand & asked-
"Do you have an extra light by any chance?"
This piece is written basis the picture prompt given by the MAG for magpie prompt no 123. Also including the prompt by OSI (Prompt- Crystal)