Ouch!
A Big Push...
...trrrrahhh...

I opened the closed portal..
Closed it was..a long time ago..

No soul seemed to dwell there
Abandoned it was by the passage of time.

A Cream of dust covered all the cabinets .
The anarchic's had settled down
This old, was her new..

Her canvases covered
With roofs and walls
As a tapestry
Light and transparent.

The plants were killed
The aroma of mold flooded all over.

..Suddenly..
--Swish!!--
Was that a wandering ghost that passed by??
When the light was squarely in the dark stays.
Darn!
I guess it was my imagination
May be I played a bad pass.

There was no life,
Only the sound of wind had survived
In these moments of solitude and sadness,
Carried by a sentimental impulse,
Until desire of some ghost materialize
Not a soul to talk with me!

..Plrnrrrr..

I closed the door trap
And left abroad.
There was darkeness, a sheer one
And then a complete silence reigned,

Almost sepulchral.
The wind had stopped
The birds no longer chirped.
I felt cold.
The vicinity sounded bells marking the hour of twilight.

A shadow crossed my path,
Floated and blended among the trees.
A sense of unreality gripped me.

And then I realized
That,
I too was a shadow and floated.
And Nobody saw me.
There.
.
.