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Jun 2016
The clock struck twelve at midnight
Tick-tick-tick-tick goes on
Suddenly woke up from my sleep
A shadow passing my window
With a sharp knife
Whole body sweating with fear
Hands and legs tied with creepers of thorns
Breaking my bones by inches
Darkness capturing the room
Someone was trying to unlock the door
Bang-Bang knocking on the door
Threatening to **** me
Became dumb in vain to shout
It was calling my name with a roar
Pushed opened the door
And the shadow came in with the knife
Nearing me with blood drops from its eyes
Came in force with the sharp edge
To pierce into my stomach
Now the face was clear for me
Recognising it as depression
Abiding full strength breaking the creepers
Became the shadow's murderer!
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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