Poems by
Mohamed Shuaib

Deja’vu

a poem by Mohamed Shuaib

I was looking thru the window,
It was gloomy with sudden blizzard
The whole episode turned,
The birds hurried to their nest
My instinct felt a possible event
When the jungle was quite till the other end.

There was a bad smell all around,
I could sense the presence of ghost around there
As the dark began to appear
Everything was quite but rain.
Suddenly something croaked around
And the trees danced to the rhythm of the wind.
The thunder with lightening crushed in
Breaking the glass of the attic,
And there I could hear the footsteps,
Its echo trashed the walls of that
Haunted villa again and again.

As it seemed berserk acoustically,
At once I decided to run away,
No sooner of that thought i saw a
Huge wild looking man with long hair
Covering his face and sharps nails
On his fingertips showed that
He had grown it from ages and ages,
His eyes seemed he was ravenous
From since he was betrayed by
Many hands to death, and now
His innate had evoked for revenge.

Slowly he walked towards to me
Sat on a chair demanding me
I was immobile, glaring at
His next step that was unwary
As he began to progress at me
I saw a giant figure approaching
With his terrifying look, and
Swiftly I collapsed down unconscious
On the ground until the morn light.

I got up feeling something strange
In my mind about the night
Lately when I was watching a horror movie
I felt I have experienced the same
Then I realized that I had seen a dream.