The Haunted House

My newly won job took me far,
Into the nonstop city roar.
Devoid of any village calm,
The soft and breezy swish of palm.
Nostalgia seeped in before it`s time,
I loathed the city in it`s prime .
Work front collegues helped me get,
A shack to rest my cozy the cot.
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The house was old,still clean and fit.
A befitting joy to my shrunken pocket.
Reminiscing all my village days
I settled ,for my city dreams.
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Sleep occluded my homesick brain,
I turned and tossed in mental pain.
Ticking clock now turned lullaby,
Engulfing me to a stage, very sleepy.
Pluvial nature sloshed the house,
Lightning ushered in rumbling sounds.
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An uncanny noise made me vigil,
I stared in to a form ,quite still.
The lighted sky, showed me a girl,
Squatting on my window sill!
Blood oozed from her loathsome teeth,
Fear shrouded up my gifted throat.
With out a second glance at the ghost,
I fainted in to my waiting frozen cot !!

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Warbling of the morning birds ,
Soothed me off my nocturnal scenes.
Gathering all my scattered nerves,
I ran out of that haunted house .