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Abstract Inspirational Thriller

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Ann Elsa💮

Abstract Inspirational Thriller

At The Dark Night....

At The Dark Night....

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I open my eyes

Then walk to the light

Which was coming from outside


I walk there

It was dark

That it was night


I walked barefoot

I didn't call anyone

I walked there


Still thinking 

Why am I walking

At this Night


It will be someone

I walked and walked

And saw the light calling me


After reaching I saw

That there wasn't a light

I turned back 


I saw the light reflecting from the back

I turned to see

But it was gone


I walked back

But saw the reflection again

But did not turned to see


I think it was a dream

I pinched myself

Nothing happens but only pains


I was curious

What is happening

Why do I walk automatically 


I started to run back to my home

I went to my coach

Not knowing what happens till now


I went to sleep

Thinking all that happens

At the dark night


I walked up in the morning

Rub my eyes

Put my chappals


Brush my teeth

Then go for a bath

I put on my dress


I walk to sit on my couch

I see to look, my mother

She was not there


I look to see my father

But he was also not there

I was worried 


I look everywhere

I sat on my couch 

Crying.....


I saw my mother asking me 

Why was Crying

My father was bathing


What??? 

I was thinking of myself

Is I am mad?


What is happening?

Why am I like mad

Is I am really mad?


Simply walking At night

Searching for mom 

Who was already in the kitchen

But, I did not see

Searching for father 

Who was already eating breakfast


I jump from the couch

I was thinking 

I was mad


I keep this as 

' The Dark Secret '


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