Vampire Holidays… A Reflection

Slowly and slowly they moved ahead,

Heavily laid bullock carts in a lonely road

Trees stretched their branches hiding the light

And sheltered scary ghosts to alight

Pedaling alone on the stretch of that road

He went one day with the setting of dusk.

Vampires lurking on the top of a bending bark

stealthily eyed him with bloody hunger

screeching wheels told his presence

fortunately his soul recognized

and felt the presence of the cold vampire.

With the holiday mood setting in

He wanted to rush away and win

Letting sparks of fire on the dried twigs

He let the fire spread…

The fire that vampires feared to tread...