Uncanny thoughts

With creeping fear I recall
The dead of nights;
In eloquent silence
Of bygone days.
With darkness thickening on earth
Genies and Fairies would descent from Skies;
To Conquer the earth
To their cherubic celebration and glee.

Humans would lend their ears
In wintry nights in fears;
To cries of baby vultures & owls
Remained afloat in the air;
Imagining the sounds
As macabre cries of those Genies and fairies;
In cross-country flight.

Chirps of crickets emanating in wintry nights
Two steps from home in bushy shades;
Would loud the silence of nights louder
And condensed the darkness with sneaking fear.



Genies and Fairies would hover across the skies
With sharp vision and magical speed;
To abduct pretty damsels in flowing hair;
Who would step out of home on spell-bound
At the wee hour of nights;
Till such time dawn breaks in glows
With warding-off nocturnal darkness.

Necromancers with wand of wizardry
Would cast spells and call abductor Genie;
To return the abductees alive on bargain.

After days of necromantic feat & séance
At last Genies would return abductees;
Hung by flowing hair dead or alive
On towering tree tops;
At the thick of night.

With darkness replaced by lights
Genies are now gone:
But a new version of alien abductors
With blinking green lights
On board a Flying Saucer from distant skies;
Visit earth and abduct humans
For their lab experiment
As the UFO enthusiasts blissfully reason.

Genie or Alien abduction at the thick of night
Equally haunts fearful mind
Consigned in the recesses of uncanny thoughts
For ages after ages to come.

The poet is a former Civil Servant