Online Journal of Poetry
Volume 1 Issue 9 December 2003
 

 

Fear
by Ravie Shankar Rajan

I saw dark, cloudy skies painted in eerie shades of red,
horrendous gales churning dead oceans into whirlpools,
half eaten dead bodies hanging from mangled banyan trees,
sorcerers roaming in graveyards, eating human excreta,
naked prisoners screaming for mercy, roasted alive in fire pits,
poisonous snakes breathing fire, spewing venom clouds,
vampires drinking blood, imps bathing in blood pools,
weird, ugly children playing with rotten skulls,
beautiful witches sitting naked, searching for humans,
cannibals eating human steak, laced with hyena blood,
evil sprits muttering curses, screaming obscenities,
death emitting repulsive odours, dancing all around.

I reached my office; the secretary informed me,
"All done sir, Hell is fully prepared for God’s visit tomorrow". 

© 2003

Ravie is a software engineer working for a MNC in Mumbai, India. In his free time he loves indulging in poetry and this has been his passion since his school days. Most of his poetry is based on his own experiences and on the fascinating array of people he gets to meet in his everyday life. He also has keen interests in archaeology, Egyptology, fossil study, and high altitude trekking.

 

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