Long after mom kissed me good night,
I was afraid to turn off the light,
As horrible figures danced before me,
Each time I closed my eyes.
I twisted and turned on my bed,
To forget those eyes of sparkling red,
Which flashed before me,
Each time I closed my eyes.
It was past mid night,
When I realized it was stupid of me,
To get afraid of silly images,
Each time I close my eyes.
The thought gave me the courage,
To move on with the horrible figures,
Longer than I did till then,
Each time I closed my eyes.
A man with horrible mask,
A woman with frightening nails,
A child with scary eyes,
And a dazzling fire flared up this time,
As I closed my eyes.
My eyes were shut tight,
As I controlled my self to hold longer,
And these figures began to fade,
Leaving behind a black screen.
From then on I knew what to do,
To get rid of frightful images,
And that was to move on,
Each time I close my eyes.
you definitely have a free flow of words...and you don't waver from the subject you chose keep writing anusha
By expressing her sensations, the poet uses in her lyric poem cognitive metaphors, eg.'' My eyes were shut tight, '' and visual metaphor, eg: ''To forget those eyes of sparkling red''. The stanzas format does justice to the theme....good poem..10++
a good poem creative i must say, inspired perhaps by a scary dream...good work Anusha...thanks...10
Close your eyes to badness...a moral you are inserting onto the narration of your horror night experience...good work...i liked...10
Good poetry interesting to read. So you suggest that moving into nothingness leads us to two more paths eternity of bliss and woe or something beyond good and bad something like exceeding polarity. Well than you try to break open the narrow domestic walls good poetry and thought.
a very inticately woven poem of addressing and conquering our fears, both internal and external. nicely worded and wound together to create a vivid visual poem. good work. keep writing. Jen
i see two points in this poem. 1) the closing of the eyes will not make the horrors dissapear 2) the closing of the eyes can lead you to follow a better path in life. either way- the poem is very good and well written. a ten
it was as if your soul was scared to look within until you found the strength inside i liked this poem lots!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when i read this it made me happy something i need alot the kneeling grace of this peom is written very well i enjoyed it very much post back and do keep writting 10+++