Become a PUBLISHED AUTHOR at just 1999/- INR!! Limited Period Offer
Become a PUBLISHED AUTHOR at just 1999/- INR!! Limited Period Offer

Joy Moitra

Thriller

4  

Joy Moitra

Thriller

The River And I

The River And I

2 mins
392


Suddenly a train whistles past

Blurs my tired eyes

Night descends

On the solitary platform


Emptiness sings 

Two giant men haul a sack 

Along the track

And then up the winding steps


I watch them from a distance 

What’s inside I wonder 

They reach the top

Stop and look around 


I peep

The two men talk to each other 

In muffled tones 

Can’t hear 


A dog scurries past 

I am scared

I am lost

I don’t peep


But I’m back to business again

Face the men

See them pulling out a heavy thing 

From inside the sack 


It’s a box big and black

They lift it up 

With strong hands

And suddenly fling it into the river below


I hear a cry

And so does the river


Who was inside 

We can’t decide!



Rate this content
Log in

Similar english poem from Thriller