In the midnight, in the house,
In the weary
cold night at the door,
In the
winter, in the squeaky sight,
In fear I
heard a roar.
In panic
woke up,
In the mouth the words stretched,
In the dark, screeching house,
In the weary night the sound came wrecked.
In my mind went to the door,
In my heart some questions soar,
In the night no helper,
In the power of might, opened the door.
In shock looked out somewhere,
In the limogeage someone must be there,
In my mind no one to be seen,
In my thoughts fear and panic twine.
In the world where darkness beams,
In my heart to scramble,
In mind that word screamed...........
INVISIBLE!
-ANAND R. WAGHMARE




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