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Reddish Sky

Credit: Iris Scott


It's late into the night,
All I did since last two hours,
Is slip under the blanket in fear,
While hoping this storm will ward off.
As people screamed and shouted,
My heart became a drummer.
I gathered some courage,
Enough to look outside my window,
Eager to see who screams in this calamity.

It seemed a havoc,
The window totally unclear,
Rain water formed a translucent filter.
I managed to spot a whirlwind,
In that Reddish Sky that appeared,
As it approached the two human figures,
Still shouting and screaming.

Till now I thought,
They were screaming in pain and fear,
May be trying to find someone,
Or just lost in the storm.
Sounds now became clearer,
As I stand near the window,
They are fighting with each other,
Facing each other,
Ignoring the whirlwind that approached,
A certain death they ignored.

I panicked,
Opened the window,
I shouted, move out, lookout,
In top of my voice,
But they can't hear me.
Fear was long gone behind my thoughts,
I have to save them,
I have to go out.

I opened the door,
Wind gushed in and pushed me inside,
I gained my balance,
I ran out,
I can reach them before the whirlwind, Or so I thought.

I ran as fast I could,
Till I reached near them,
Under a building's porch I now stand,
As they continued screaming at each other,
I screamed again, but of no avail,
I ran up-to them, barely standing now,
Looking up to the sky, I shouted,

"Can you two not listen to my screams? There's a whirlwind coming towards you guys. 
You need to run !! Now !!".

In a serious voice,
"What's the point, Ron? Isn't this what you always wanted? To leave this world? To be free?"
Said one of them as they both turned towards me.

In shock I looked,
Wondering how could he possibly know me!
Fear grips me by the neck!
Is that me?
Are those my face!
As the other one calming says,
"Hi ! I'm Ron."
I stood there frozen!
Before the whirlwind hit us,
They both smiled looking towards me,
Shivering in fear,
I closed my eyes,
Only to open them,
In a room filled with sunlight!

©onerandompoet

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