On opening the door
Greeted by a gun
With shouts of down
The nightmare had begun
Gun to head
Duct taped face
And arms and legs
In a terrified place.
The reading of this sends shivers down my spine, which is happening a little to often thses days. nicely written. Annette
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Those first two lines are a tutorial in how to write an opening that is guaranteed to keep the reader reading [or flying to the nearest safe room].. How to write a frightening piece in a succinct and powerful way. I think I will go take a sedative now... ;)