Old man House

Updated: Apr 8

By Hitangxi Bhuta

Contributory Author for Spark Igniting Minds


Stepped slowly with the scary mind inhale-exhale …

Heartbeat count footsteps, jazzling here and there…

Is it someone?... No its my shadow following me on the dry leaf which are rare but everywhere.


No I don’t want to move ahead….

That nasty voice had pushed me in the Old man shed….

‘It’s your turn to get the ball out of this scary empty dead old man haunt’…

Yes, I could see the rolling chair makes the voice and calls me towards center gate…


Meeeaawwwooo

Ohh!! Jesus

You little pushy cat…

I was about to cry… please leave me alone and sit aside anywhere.


My little tiny object… were did you go?

I promise will not come here again to disturb the old man's dangerous soul.

Nnooo….. Mummy mummy…

Help me Jesus…

With my open eyes I could see the old man wearing my mother’s outfit…

Holding my shawl with an angry scream…


One slap on my cheek brought me to the real world.

Oh My God… I was in dream, it’s not real…


With the great smile I completed my day…

Julie called me… ‘hey dear, let’s play some game in the evening near the ground of Old man abode…


(Featured Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay)

Vintage House Bicycle - Free photo on Pixabay


About the Author


Ms. Hitangxi Bhuta

Hitangxi Bhuta is an avid blogger and expert in two-line and four-line poetry. Her belief in writing and positivism coupled with her practice in Reiki and Tarot reading has empowered her healing therapies for people approaching her for emotional and physical energy balancing. Over the years, she has made it her purpose of life to spread positivity through the power of words.