Bone-chilling, spine tingling
Quivering with apprehension
Words entwined with mystery
Expressing unfathomable tension.
That feeling when you open
A new mystery book to read
Is it crime? Is it horror?
Worth giving any heed?
Gingerly open the volume
Skip the prologue (don’t we all!)
Dive into the literary goodness
Into the story our mind does crawl.
The crime hasn’t even occurred
But your head’s buzzing with guesses
When will the culprit be announced?
Who’ll be the one who confesses?
As the story goes your heart
Stops when the spooks begin
The way author writes it
Makes you witness the scene within.
With crazy happenings popping
Clues and hints dropped to examine
All the characters, crimes and mysteries
Into your excited brain you start cramming.
When the books starts to end
You reading in frozen concentration
Does the mystery be solved
Led by the story’s intuition.
It’s that strange tingling feeling
When the mind registers the brilliance
Of how the plot has been unfolded
Making teeth grinded by millions.
These clandestine secret tales
So chilling, you end with a shudder
But as your soul yearns for more
You can’t wait to dive into another.