#WritcoPoemPrompt37
In the quietest part of the night,
When you hover between dark and light,
Wondering if you can float away on dreams,
Hoping they won't turn into screams,
White shadow chases you away,
Putting you in dilemma to step back away,
Thoughts of fear grows every second,
Forcing my mind of having a weapon,
Slow cold wind brings the enemy close,
I rolled up my sleeves and check diagnose,
What on earth can be so dreadful,
Thinking of that is really stressful,
Silent like death I encountered my fate,
It felt so releif as I had the taste,
Oh! my God it's nothing but a fog,
Chasing my instinct like a big hog,
The joy of being stupid and smiling all alone,
Giving me the courage of being slone,
In the quietest part of the night as I walk alone.....
© Fareed Ahmad khan