Keep Living 5 Poem by Jahan Zeb

The king spent the night, naked in weather cold
Having neither fire nor his princess hand to hold
Opened eyes as a dewdropp touched his cheek
Knew not he was in heaven or on a high peak
Saw waves of sea, miles down, in moonlight
Knew nothing, what else, ahead, he had to fight
Crawling on the trunk, he reached the roots
A bolt from the blue! Lost one of his boots
Reached he, to an unknown cave mouth
That could end either in the north or south
A dreadful cave it appeared from outside
Had no choice, the poor lad, could not avoide
He entered the cave, like a child to a dark room
Shaking all over, weeping silently in gloom
Walked hastily, towards a light, from a corner afar
Kept moving, walking slowly, in heart a hope
But as the light widened, smiled and did lope
His hears caught voices, of some creatures strange
But nothing still in light dim, in vision's range
He was sure; there in the cave he was not alone
To use as a weapon, he lifted a hard sharp stone

Jahan Zaib 30/12/2012