Something scary

Keep pedaling Danny!

Past the atrium and the hallways
Past the kitchen and the corridors
Past the pictures and the galleries
Past the lobby and countless doors

The wheels from your tricycle stir a ghostly echo
Muffled in the carpet then amplified on the floor
Keep riding past the remnants of time and history
It’s a long winter but be careful where you explore

Be watchful of the dead ends that linger in the corners
Because some guests never left and you can’t ignore
Listen to the foreboding, your daddy they are goading
Be careful of little girls and bloody floods from elevator doors

But somehow by the designs or spell of the hotel
Without going up the stairs you’re on the second floor
An isolated place like this is not meant for little children
But please don’t go into that room with the open door

That is daddy’s room of pleasure and madness
For his awaiting temptress, his witch and whore
It’s where the visions of morbid lust and horror
Can change a man, an aspiring writer to the core

Leonarda Cianciulli was a very sweet old lady
Of Correggio, Italy.
She did not want he son to join the (then)
Royal Italian Army (we're close to 1939, you see)
Palm readings, fortune telling was part of her beliefs
Part of a practice and from her, women came advice to seek

In the process of seeking blessings for the son
Offerings and sacrifices were needed.
The first vicitim (of three) was a  spinster
She killed her with an axe, cut the pieces
And put them in caustic soda

To the mushy results she  ''added flour, sugar,
Chocolate, milk and eggs as well as a bit of margarine...''
And thus made lots of crunchy cakes and served them
To the ladies who came to visit..

She even ate some of the delicacies herself.

We used to study in metro city and live in college hostel there.
Annual exams were coming and we used to study at night
Dinner was early at night, now I was hungry while reading
Me and my friend went out to for tea with the permission of the warden.
our college campus was huge so We took the cycles and just reached half a kilometer
n we saw from a distance that some people were going round and round in circle with some burning thing on their heads
We got a bit scared because we've never seen anything like this before
Nevertheless, we went ahead with some dare.
got close to the place and we saw that the people carrying the burning things had disappeared and there were three children who were playing round and round in circle
Seeing this, now we were very scared
they were the boys nothing was worn on the chest, they only wore black short trousers
They were driving  tires with wood stick in the dark of night
When we started going a little closer, all three of them started looking at us.
N now we realized  that they were ghosts, not humans
We didn't run away when we saw them, we just stood there,
they didn't do anything to us or even scare us
they were ghosts of dark darkness, they were not cunning like humans
they weren't ugly in appearance, but they were strangely shaped souls.
they were released from the cage of the world, they were human beings of the world.
they were away from the selfish world, they were not in any relationships.
they were sip of unfulfilled desire, they were not torture anyone in vain.