The Signpost

The poem describes a signpost hung outside a building,which is being neglected by the passer-bys. But the passer-bys don't know how dangerous ignoring it can be...

There hangs the creaky old signpost

It's there for almost twenty years or so

But it seems to look like a transparent ghost

People just pass by it,come and later go...

With sticks in their hands,

Held close to their mouth

clutching their hair strands

and talking to someone from the south

There hangs the creaky old signpost

Its there for almost twenty years or so

But it seems to look like an invisible ghost

People pay no heed to it come and later go...

But deep inside,they're annihilating themselves

Just like a brook makes the sea bigger

They're causing peril to their own self

And pursuing the grave-digger

There hangs the selfless old signpost

Its there for almost twenty years or so

But it looks like an unheard ghost

People hardly bother to see it,come and later go...

Later,the devil will rise to its throne

Their will power won't suffice

They'll struggle,until it'll be grown

Soon,they'll be awaiting their own demise

There hangs long lost old signpost

Its there for almost twenty years or so

But it seems to look like a not-so-scary ghost

People just enter,come and later go...

Inside the building where its hung,

Lies the epitome,he's been there for twenty years

Paying for the smoking stick he'd flung

But he-the owner warns his dears

He doesn't want others to face the same fate

And pass through the hell's gate

There hangs the dead old signpost

It will be there for twenty years or so

It will still look like a faded ghost

People will ignore it,come and forever go...

Author's Note

inform me about grammar problems