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Sunday, May 1, 2016

Nightmare In The Fading Moonlight

Rating: 5.0
Running across
grass on the desert
I stare into a little room
on a hill
man saint alike
long since passed.
The lights of his house flickers
wondered who is he, never seen him before
a tiny village
thirsty for a glass of water
he sneaks in
from the upside hill
i thirst for a glass of water
rushing from the place of terror
to a forest where the caves
grows longer
the fading moonlight
something blasts aside
threw me away and deep down
my body shaking and trembling
I reach for a sword
its burning left me alone
jumbled images burned my eyes
loudly a blast in my ear,
The words of hatred
fill my heart with fear
floods my night with visions
the deepest shade of hatred
killing ruining
nobody can hear me,
so my heart loudly beats
nightmares bleeds from my mind
weighing me down, crushing me slowly
Shadows behind the mists of the midnight
my body shaking and trembling
fear from half-remembered dreams
cold sweat and dry mouth
looking for a glass of water
meditating folding hands
for prayers ooh Shiva my lord my savior
save me save me from the terror
tranquil and calm.
His fronds brightens,
a light rising from the heaven
fading my fears and fevers
Anita Sharma
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,nightmares,terror
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
its Sunday midnight i struggled for sleep, was half asleep but the terror of nightmares bleeds from my mind, ooh save me save me i seek for help my body trembling with fear, thirsty for a glass of water, praying to lord Shiva ooh my lord save me save me, his fronds brightens, my fears fading slowly away
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COMMENTS
Ratnakar Mandlik 01 May 2016
What a frightening nightmare! Penned in floating words. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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