Treasure Island

Neela Nath


Lastnight Too


When the moon came down
with its faded light,
darkness about to depart
with no sign of wonder.
I heard the knock...
One, twice, thrice..
It was shaking my door.
My window-glass
was stirring,
for the knock
was hard and I couldn't
sleep anymore.
Perhaps it happens everyday,
in deep sleep can't listen,
he comes and knocks
something wants to say.
Last night, the caress of
the moon, made me awake.
I'm not far from
the door of my heart.
My road isn't two.
Whatever, I want to,
never I can't do.
The knocking
goes and goes.
It's neither of friend
nor of foes.
But a fear which
shivers my pure soul,
makes me stay away
from opening the door.
Last night too,
I heard the knock,
but, scared I couldn't
open the door.

Submitted: Friday, June 07, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 01, 2013

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  • Neela Nath (6/10/2013 10:42:00 PM)

    My dear friends thanks a lot for kind comments.Spirit, I'm not professional poet.But I love to scribble like this. (Report) Reply

  • Farah Ilyas (6/9/2013 12:42:00 PM)

    MAy be it would be fear instead of any knock, about the conflict which going on in ur mind continuously intentionally or unintentionally...well as far poem is concern it sounds great & scary (Report) Reply

  • Bobby Wynn (6/8/2013 1:40:00 PM)

    10+++++. great poem. you must open it. Enjoy life scared to death. Wooooooooooooo! (Report) Reply

  • Lyn Paul (6/8/2013 6:31:00 AM)

    Oh dear... too scary. I would be getting the ghost whisperer in. Hope you get a good night sleep to night, (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (6/8/2013 3:39:00 AM)

    If I hear such a knock and knows that it is repeated every night, I won't be able to sleep and I am certain to develop insomnia! A scary experience! ! (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (6/8/2013 2:22:00 AM)

    The all important knock, not of whom but of what is the knock. And door is a what... destiny, fate.
    A loud demanding knock that won't be denied that will not be denied forever. BANG... BANG... BANG...
    no footsteps nor other sound, just the knock of time knocking on the door to life each and every day. (Report) Reply

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