the ghosts in fraser's hill

 

Fraser's Hill

The place of cool temperature

Those years gone by

The falling mists

The cool breezes

The tweeting of birds

The whirring of the wind

The golfers shouted of joy

The golf balls fly

The developments came

The apartments and bungalows built

In later years some were abandoned

The local said of haunted homes

Nobody could vouch for it

It was just rumoured or was it?

Once I heard of a story

An Indian man slept in an abandoned bungalow

He didn't believe in ghosts or evil spirits

But it scared the shit out of him

When he found he slept on the 9^th hole golf course

When the sun risen in the morning!

He was working there for the corporation

Now new developments at Jeriau Waterfall

It will further erode the cool weather

As it is now the temperature rising

Even the mists will slowly disappear

Once it could reach down the foothill

At the Gap by the control traffic

Fraser's Hill

The haunted story still persists

Even at the apartments

The haunted tales by those who saw it

The women in white floating by

But do we believe in ghosts?

Walk in the dark shadows

Watch the images reaching out to you

On a moonlit night you may feel it

The ghosts watching you walking by

You can feel the coldness

You hair will start to stand in alert

You will feel the ghosts walking

Suddenly you will hear the whirring noise

You will jump up to stay alert

The breathing will inhale heavily

As your blood pressures start to rise quickly

As the fear of ghosts start to intimidate your mind

You will walk quickly or start to run

On the short cut walking up to Mentakab bungalow

The tall trees, bushes and branches reaching out in the night

You will summon all your confidence to walk up the short cut

Because story of ghosts lurking behind the trees in darkness

I had tried a few times during the nights

I climbed up and I ran down the slope

I didn't want to take chances along the way

Running down seemed a logical way to proof a point

But the story still stays up on the hill

Mentakab bungalow was demolished

A new apartment building was built

Through the years the ghosts story

Hangs in one of the units

So the grapevine plays up the tune

The ghosts in Fraser's Hill