Treasure Island

Somanathan Iyer


Fearful but tempting


Alone in a thick grove of mango and coconuts for an evening stroll
Suddenly strong winds and overcast sky indicating imminent down pour
Along with descending darkness the roar of rains nearing through trees around
Brings the cheer with an unknown fear yet my heart craves for the experience
The raging waters of a swollen river overflowing its banks with deafening noise
Sweeping away everything coming on its way with unmatched swiftness
A lurking fear spreading my spine yet my heart craves for that experience
Watching a movie loaded with horror in a secluded place all alone far from the crowds
The power goes off yet the movie goes on dreaded to think yet my heart craves for
Wishful these are seldom enjoyable yet a temptation exists to undergo such things!

Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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