Treasure Island

adil khan

(30 jan / gwalior)

A LONELY NIGHT


A lonely night,

just me and fog.

A crushing sound of barking dog.

A gental breeze now get a blame,

the candel cries, she lost the flame.



when the stars come for a treat of light.

some dreams knocked at the door of night,



now i am the king of my land,

a fairy comes and hold my hand.

we get together

and dance tonight

what a feeling!

is it called the love at site?



suddenly someone put break on my dreamy train,

street dogs are bark again.

now i returned in the real world

of a lonely night, fog and

some barking dog.

: -) adil khan

Submitted: Sunday, November 08, 2009

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  • Hazel Durham (3/3/2013 12:09:00 PM)

    A great write that immerses the reader into a dreamlike state then with a sharp jolt cold reality bites us! ! (Report) Reply

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