Fiction

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آزمانے چلے ہیں….

THE DARK NATURE

A path was leading to the forest
The little, poor, helpless girl went on
Darkness lightened, wolves howled
The lost little girl had to just move on
Her parents were dust in jeep which hit
A miracle that little girl was alive to be
Crying and sobbing, in pitch dark forest
She carried on until she had to stop by
A deserted wooden hut with swing post
She went in, tears on her cheeks rolling
Suddenly, the hut door was knocking hard
Wind blew fast and the little girl cried out
Loud for many, a shriek it was,and silent
Was the hut, silent was the forest and the
Darkness was over everything, on paths
Trees and the wolves too, wildlife was in
The darkness of a new victim, the new prey, and the new guest of the dark nature, utter sheer dark Nature.

Poet:Kashif Ali Abbas