when the world sleeps, showdy figures of ghosts come out from the cold dark grave
for a visit to the earth.
when click sticks 12 at mid night, It's time for them
to fly near earth sky.
they look for preys weak in heart and darty in body.
the still sky is filled with sudden gust.
with shaking sound of doors and casements they come , a shrill cry may be heard from the garden, they may call you.
ugly face and white cloth may come to you
simply to frighten you and drinks blood of men.
©subirmitra
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