THOSE WICKED EYES

               

              THOSE WICKED EYES

                                          -By a logastellus

I was nubivangant...
As an aesthete, I felt astonishing
when I was floating through the clouds.
Suddenly I heard a brontide,
The sky went dark
The clouds started fading....
I was in a land of nada.
Alone.
It was suffocating...
There was no chirp or chatter
The great rhythm of nature...
All seemed dead.
I felt petrified.
Abruptly something strangled me,
I couldn't puff.
The vital force was missing all around.
Promptly there appeared innumerable eyes
 in the darkness
They started laughing at me...
I was struggling alone to choke, 
They just continued their stifled laugh.
That said some hidden facts
that I had never noticed.
Those eyes were as sharp as anything...
They were Trying to say something,
But that was inaudible for me...
I was dying.....
Far away from the darkness
Two hands seemed to be leaning towards me.
Those wicked eyes disappeared to darkness.
I could breath then
Freed from stress...
I was about to touch those godly hands...
A bright light swallowed me...
When I opened my eyes 
I realized that they were all a nightmare.....
      
ANAGHA PA

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