Scared by the darkness,
She looked back. Nothing.
Something told her, her shadow wasn’t following.
.
She couldn’t be sure–
It was too dark.
Surely she would know if her shadow was still her part…
.
She would feel it
Sticking to her shoe…
Certainly there would be something…a slight cue?
.
Unknown, unreasonable,
Fear crept in.
Panic filled up empty crevices within.
.
She rushed back
To the streak of light.
Her shadow was there the other night.
.
Travellers swear,
In car headlight,
A phantom dives under their speeding cars. Every night…
Author’s note: Some people working in graveyard shift in Gurgaon back in 2014 used to say that a phantom woman would dive under their car’s front wheels. Every night. Scary! 😨
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wow ! that is a scary tale; well told .
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Your poem added to the spooky tale of the Gurgaon woman, Shaily.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Thank you, Pete! I just started writing and when I finished, I could see the Gurgaon tale looking back at me. It goes to show how deep our subconscious memory is. I heard it a decade back and never thought of it again…our I believed that I didn’t 😁
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