Talking To A Spirit..

Oh! When thinking about that night, The darkness with some smoky sight,

It was the graveyard and my lips were tight,

My hands and whole body shaking and losing strength for fight,

I was misled by some people, that's not right,

As new to town asked for shelter that winter night,

And was been sent to the graveyard to have that sight,

While felt freezing with cold& fear my eyes were tight,

Started praying to God to help me to fight,

Then could feel someone near me with breaking voice& very light,

Still, my eyes were closed and sitting very tight,

Could hear saying, "I am the spirit of your father's friend MrJohn Rite",

Then he continued in breaking voice in that site,

"They buried me and left me alone all day & night,

Since then no one came and sat near my grave close& tight,

You came touched my grave &praying for strength to fight,

Don't fear my dear all will be fine and right,

Have patience & wait for the end of this night,

You can rest here, relax and feel my presence in this site,"

I was so frightened, unable to bear that sight,

I lost my sense to know the rest story of that night,

Woke up with some drop of water on my face &saw the Sunlight,

It gave me the strength to leave the place and that site,

Still today the picture of that terrible night,

Horrifies me with fear and shakes my body & eyes are tight,

It's the tale of "Talking To A Spirit" on that horrifying night......