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Castle in the dark
from POETRY ANTHOLOGY
by Priya Velan
C A S T L E I N T H E D A R K
A D I T YA I Y E R
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Helplessly, I strolled down the snaking street,
For a shelter to evade the harsh howling winds. And taste the welcoming heat, And as the scorching sun goes down, I rest my weary lids.
The towering trees swayed up in the heavens As the vile vacuum grimaced up near the dim stars. Then I saw a magnificent shelter, one owned by a Tsar
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‘Oh, ah’m not a Prince’ exclaimed I, But I couldn’t believe this opulence! ‘Oh goodbye’ I say to poverty in my seventh heaven!
As I walked through the illuminated hall I heard a noise that made my skin crawl. ‘The castle is mine you must give up and not pursue’ Boomed a deep voice as a vampire flew.
The door was flung ajar As a hooded, white, silhouette loomed into view. The mortal universe was parsecs afar, As cobwebs yanked my shoe…
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