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Lubna Khanam

Horror Fantasy Others


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Lubna Khanam

Horror Fantasy Others


Waiting For The Soulless Soul

Waiting For The Soulless Soul

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I was dressed in black with a pointed hat 

To welcome granny home

Because I heard mom saying

The souls of the dead would knock on our door


Yes the Halloween has arrived

Everyone is waiting for that yummy Halloween treat

That delectable candies and chocolates,

Delicacies made with pumpkin sauce. 

Oh! what fun it would be.


But I am waiting for my granny

To welcome her home,

Because I heard mom saying

The souls of the dead would knock on our door


I am making a dead velvet cake 

By pouring in drops of my blood,

To present her with love.

I am also making some black magic jell-o-shots,

It would fill her heart with love


All the guests are arriving

But I am waiting for my granny,

Because I heard mom saying

The souls of the dead would knock on our door


My best friend is dressed up as a witch

She thought it would scare me

But I am waiting for the dead

To knock on our door


I am keeping the Jack-o-lanterns aside.

It would scare my granny

And she would return back

Without knocking on our door


All the guests are dancing with joy,

Drinking pumpkin spiced latte

But I made a special spooky cocktail

With drops of my blood in it

To welcome granny home.


I have been waiting but it’s past midnight

Granny didn’t arrive yet

But it’s Halloween and she has to come

Because I heard mom saying

The souls of the dead would knock on our door.


All the guests are leaving now

With their tummies full of delicacies

But I had hidden blood-soaked cupcakes

To welcome granny home


Now I am walking in the graveyard

Because granny didn’t show up

But I heard mom saying

The souls of the dead would knock on our door


I stopped near granny’s grave

I could hear beautiful songs being sung

I took out a knife and cut my finger

Drops of blood fell on the grave


Someone touched me from back

I felt chills running down my spine

I turned around and saw granny smiling at me

Her eyes were red as blood

I smiled back at her


Just when I was about to ask her

I found myself falling into a grave

With the souls of dead surrounding the grave

They were sealing my grave with the soil

I shouted for help but none bothered


I am feeling suffocated lying in the pool of sweat

I could only see darkness everywhere

My eyes have no more strength to stay open

I couldn’t make any more noise

My body is becoming cold


I could feel my breath fading away.

I could hear someone calling me

It was my mom’s voice

Asking me to wake up

And prepare for Halloween


I got out of bed and went near the kitchen.

The aroma of candies filled the kitchen

And then I heard my mom saying

Today is Halloween and 

The souls of the dead would knock on our door.


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