Out Of Fear Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni

He hated me,
He wanted me to measure his hate.
He was angry,
He wanted to display his anger to all.
He came to me
Wielding a freshly honed axe,
I thought to chop my head off.
I was stunned.
I sat quietly on the floor
And waited for the axe
To strike at my neck;
Already, I was bothered
By an annoying tingle
That ran across the back of my neck.
I waited for the axe to strike my neck,
Out of fear, I lifted my eyes
And saw him glare at me;
He wasn't happy.
I heard him say disgustingly -
‘So much fear. Is it?
Why did you oppose me? '
Also, saw him
Shoulder his axe and walk away.