Wind was blowing hard,
Woke up, the sound of the hooting bird.
The doors nd windows wide open,
it was 2 o clock, a dark night then.
tik tok tik tok.
round nd round moved the clock.
till the air got thicker,
my sickening breath got sicker.
walked into my balcony.
felt a touch, never so bony.
A whisper, knocking at my eardrum.
"are u ready, the time has come".
a slight push, the fast drifting air.
no remorse, no despair.
darkness all around,
like, no more earth bound.
Then twice the bell was heard.
still the wind blew hard.........................
Great poem boss. Like it.
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