I walked the road alone,
Didn't scream, didn't groan,
Didn't mourn, didn't cry,
Then I saw a light come by,
I thought this was my mark,
When a red light came in view,
I followed through the dark,
Silently, I didn't argue,
Red houses lighting the way,
Red houses lighting the night,
Before it becomes day,
Red houses lighting the sight,
I heard crackling sounds,
Afraid, I took a step back,
I heard screams and pounds,
Then everything became black,
Someone covered my face,
Then carried me, as if it was a race,
Looks like I fell in trap,
When they said I didn't need a map,
Red houses lighting the way,
Red houses lighting the night,
Before it becomes day,
Red houses lighting the sight,
I woke up to the sunlight,
After I thought I had died,
It was a bad dream,
Another one to join the team,
Red houses lighting the way,
Red houses lighting the night,
Before it becomes day,
Red houses lighting the sight.
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Inside-outs & where-abouts
PoetryHello everyone, this is a collection of poems which I wrote by myself. I don't know if you guys will like it but I hope you do. Please do not copy one of them, if you want to repost anything just tell me or atleast give me credit for it. Xoxo, nour...
