The state of art architecture stands tall,
Unfinished, uncompleted due to a death
of a man named William Kellie Smith,
An endearing commemorable gift to his wife.

The gruesome building’s rumoured hauntings,
Blood rained on the scurrying coward rats,
An underground tunnel enclosed to humans,
Where the ghastly figure resides, waiting.

The castle left a million memories of a man,
Extremely affectionate and fond of a woman,
His soul roams the courtyard at nightfall,
Unfettered by the visitors’ queries of mystics.

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Cover image sourced from Kellie’s Castle Malaysia Facebook Page. The copyright of ‘Kellie’s Castle’ belongs to Arjun Dhillon.