Monday, April 13, 2009

All for me

Fear choked me hard
Darkness closed in all around
Gingerly, I stepped into the mud
Next step could be the end

Moving ahead was not an option
It was a compulsion
Struggling, I moved on
With least hope and vision

Did I see a movement?
A flicker of light?
My heart skipped a beat
But hope jumped a bit

He stood there with open arms
Warm smile on his lips
Naughty twinkle in his eyes
All for me to kiss.

Worsatilist

One who writes worse and versatile verses ...

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