Come this way
follow the sound of footfalls
on the red carpet of dry leaves;
Did you hear the crisp voices
distance yourself from the branches
crawling behind you;
they will pull you to the ground
and make you crawl too.
Ignore the stream passing alongside;
it is where the evil spirits reside.
They take captive the human hearts
and dance to their beats:
ghoulish performing arts.
Make a quick move while crossing
the bridge of death;
it may gift you your precious,
Traverse the garden of unfulfilled desires;
beware of them, they all are liars.
greet the ruins of your chutzpah
that are waiting for you;
Define your trudge to them,
THEY WILL DEFINE YOU.
© 2015 Kavita G. Khanvilkar. All Rights Reserved.