THE MAGICAL SPELL

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Cast the spell! 

He makes silent speeches to himself,

And, Wphoo! 

He strikes his wand over me,

As I am fast asleep in my bed.

He looks over his wand in doubt, 

And his heart consoles, 

One more try!

With the seventh time, the spell worked!

She opened her eyes, and saw him sitting, watching her.

What's in the hand, she asks and make guesses,

As the lights were off, making the room dark.

He babbles and acts making her believe he was in a dream!

She walks to the kitchen to have a water.

She should have changed into a ghost by now,

But she hasn't!

He sits thinking about this on his bed. 

He hides the stick with her footsteps to the room. 

The alarm rings at midnight,

Who kept the alarm for this time? He gets angry.

And watches the message from his phone.

Don't use the spell! It dangerous!

The caster gets killed rather than on whom we casted it!

Just then a shadow arrives, with a huge knife,

The sun rose, only to see the man disappear, 

And she lives like always,

making the world forget, that him he existed!

-Ajola Ganesan

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