light off camera,
Hundreds of badmen
Holding their stick on hand;
Running towards me from everywhere.
I got all the tears:
Where do I get stamina in the fear:
Everyone is still running towards me
On the old town road road in a hurry !
Alone boy on the street
Of the old town road standing freeze..
Thou the crowd is little away
But fear holding tight and scream;
Why did I come here ?
Hiding from crowd and drink in fear!
Looking at silence of street ways
And scream of badmen from every ways .
Looking for a voice of myself ,
How can I be a coward ?
To the silence of trouble !
If I have power ,
To fight with my enemy of my double .
I wipe all my tears,
And stand like a hero and on puzzle;
I am alone in hundred of crowd around!
Nothing cross my mind at the time:
Except of running on the street
But,my knees led down on the road ;
Suddenly,a hope appears !
As i saw a aperture in the wall .
I get up and then led down
Towards the opening of my bad time.
It start with fear
But end up screaming in cheers !
I left my bad fate back
And run towards a new land .
Those bad men left on the old town road
And those tears speaking hello,my ghosh !
- Author: Sonal monhyung (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 23rd, 2023 19:28
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 8
Comments2
your double is witness and wizzard of your time good or bad ...
Yes they are, but if could left my misfortune back and triggle to a new way I would like to join it
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