My Hero Poem by Hajaarh Muhammad Bashar

Thousands of days had passed,
but I was still into my worst nightmare.

The sky was dark
and rumbled so hard
That made my stomach rumbled as well,
I was scared,
too scared of the darkness
and the unknown that laces in darkness.

I wanted to go out to world,
face it
and show the world that I can do it,
But this monstrous darkness was hindering my path,
and I was so suffocating in my own room,
with only a shallow breath to keep me through.

I knew that it was just a matter of time,
before I cease to exist.
I struggle,
ruffled my hair
and struggled all over again.
It was becoming hard to breath,
too hard to see,
and very hard to hope
I will life through.

Like a flash of light
he came,
My hero,
striking through the darkness
and finding his way to me.
He fought through,
And fought hard,
until he reaches me.

His eyes held familiarity,
they were blazing blue
like the cloud up the sky.
He took me up in bridal style,
taking me out of the darkness
I hv dwelled,
into the light,
I have longed for.