A Night in a Burial GroundA Poem by Balkaran Singh SidhuHorror...........Humour
On a cold night I found myself
In a deserted burial ground And I saw its gate closing itself with a crackling,haunted sound. I tried to open the gate which was pulled by an unseen force But soon had to accept,that my fate was coming from a powerful source And suddenly I was pushed on to a grave A board on which read'Late Mr. James' 'A smart gambler who was brave And was known for playing mind games'. And then I saw a smiling stranger who had playing cards in his hand I turned and tried to run away from the danger But got twisted and found myself in sand. I got up for my life,with a boom And with all my strength,i gave a scream But then i realised,that I was in my bedroom and discovered that it was nothing but a dream. © 2012 Balkaran Singh SidhuAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 25, 2012 Last Updated on March 25, 2012 AuthorBalkaran Singh SidhuHanumangarh, Rajasthan, IndiaAbout20 years of age from Rajasthan,India, a poetry lover, a cricket lover and an engineering student... more..Writing
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