A Night in a Burial GroundA Poem by Balkaran Singh Sidhu
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 Sidhu
Added on March 25, 2012
Last Updated on March 25, 2012
Balkaran Singh Sidhu
Hanumangarh, Rajasthan, India
About20 years of age from Rajasthan,India, a poetry lover, a cricket lover and an engineering student... more..