no. 31 - The Phantom (poem)

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the night was young and full of vitality
everyone's possessed with infectious energy
their bodies swayed with gratifying pleasure
who would not be with all the offered grandeur?

as i watched from afar in a panoramic advantage
observing keenly, looking like an out-of-place sage
i saw no people but dancing fireflies in a cage
then lights surrounded you, my heart went out in rage

i kept my play and looked for much worthy subject
yet my eyes never failed to object
i succumb to my defeat and was greeted by what i feared
unlike the magician's trick, you were gone and never reappeared

it was always expected of you, i've been told
a friendly little bird happened to be so bold
The Phantom is what you've been called
hence, i was appalled

the night ended but not their spirit
they seem not tired, not even a bit
the dawn is breaking as i part my way
haven't gone far when from my rear The Phantom whispered to me, "Stay."

i was horrified as i felt my body chill
in my entire life, i've never stood so long and so still
my mouth parted, was supposed to recite a spiel
got dumbfounded, i felt so ill.

we stood in the middle of that deserted street where i can't turn to anyone
wanted to run but can't move a feet, so i depended to the rising sun
but i must have gone mad, for eventually i found it a feat
to be even that close to The Phantom, a heart attack was even worth it.

my sanity was about to hit it's end when i suddenly realized
that i'm no ordinary girl who can easily be "phantomized."
i stopped my delirium and played once again my flawless disguise
it was flawless indeed, for it was THE PHANTOM i caught...
thus, my ultimate prize!