NaPoWriMo Day#9: Noir for the Ninth (basically write a mystery poem)
It was a dark and still night
No gloomy wind blew to disturb
The eerie silence which bathed the street.
The pavement lights shone dully,
Creating shadows, rather than illuminating walls.
Dark houses lined both sides of the road
My footsteps echoed loudly on the ground
I could hear my heart thudding
Deafeningly on my eardrums.
That’s when I heard the step behind me,
Brisk, steady and purposeful it was.
without turning around, I knew who it was
It was in vain, still I walked faster,
And the steps followed me close behind
My lips moved in prayer, I knew my end was near.
Suddenly I felt a bony finger rapping
On my shoulder. Slowly, shaking,
I turned around…