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.
Thanx for the read Anusha, it was a enjoyable and well thought out poem. And it was very cohesive and well flowing A 10 from me
a great introspection...well expressed of scary thoughts and to release the fear.. nice write...
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
it was then, and now each time I close my eyes I wish I was little more wise it would have been so wonderful and fine only if I could rewind some time...... Whats say..? nice one...I have read all your poems and this one I like most....wish to read more from you in similer leage..