The Late Night

Going back to home, miles away
Grabbing my heart, after
Watching a ghost movie, we were
Shivering as it was cold in summer

Along with my four friends looking
For our bikes for riding home
Unexpectedly tearing sounds nearby
As we all, hearing the same

Crossing through the railway track
Believing as we were dare and dash
Falling drop by drop, suddenly
Realizing out since it was blood

All the people were yelling towards us
They were staring like vampires
Unknowing what to do, I was
Jumping back to a safer place

I felt like I fell from Well
Looks like trusting in middle of the desert
Searching for water in the surroundings
But I'm glad that I was dreaming.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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