Fear Poem by Suhel Akram

Ended the lane just at an eve,
To an entrance dark, lone and deep,
The lights doth turned down,
Paths crazy just go round,
Puzzled a picture steep in mind,
With a questionnaire to lead bound,

The eyes staring at the fear,
Head top on the wind blow,
From every flying flaps of the dears,
Listening a past story with tears,
Forwarding to a path with thorns clear.

Darkness do maintained its lights,
Bats flew out to slap down tight,
With black and horny wings light,
Below the chic to turn chilly red,
And leave sweat drops on forehead.

Hopes left out at the door eve,
Rubbed down the luck on HE,
Help called out in every heart beats,
Waited long with hungry eyes,
For a response from any sighs,

Still all way run down deep,
To a hell grave just to weep,
In a cave never to end,
With fears till the end.