In The Woods
Running in the woods,
I stumbled upon him.
His eyes were the
Colour of a thunderstruck sea.
I was wonderstruck,
He was the most beautiful guy,
I had laid my eyes on.
We stood there like foreigners;
Statues.
Neither of us said anything
Yet our eyes spoke a thousand
Conversations.
It was getting dark,
The sky was trying out a silver gown.
Drops of rain had begun falling
Yet we hadn't moved.
We just stood there in the pouring
Rain until he started moving back
And ran, leaving me perplexed.
I looked at the sky for answers,
There were none.
Yet eyes were watching.
This poem is a snippet of my unfinished - untitled novel. Its a poem based on fantasy : vampires and I wrote this in August 2018.
-Ridhima Joshi
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