It was a rainy day. ....

gloomy and grey......

winds blowing. .....

howling ...

get out of the way...!

there was I....

standing near the window. ...

listening..to imagined words...

the wind tried to say....

by getting in through the cracks....

tiny openings....whistling.....

a screeching scratch.....

whiny....incredibly...

ear shattering...

leaving me shivering. ...

with goosebumps all round

wondering at these sounds...

threats veiled....?

it was indeed weird....

and it was as one feared....

as I looked out....

the zombies were near...!!

a nightmare it was.....

the wind was but a messenger....

of the horrors to bear....

oh...it is nothing...dear.....

when you knock on my door.....

come in....without any fear

let me make it clear...

do not flee...it only me...

like my new look....?

give it a peek....but do not squeal...

you are next please...;)