Sunathon 08

Tales of which many would shudder

If described in length

Would send a shiver

To the toughest of men

Counting down the time

As they waited in line

“Don’t worry love,

it’ll be fine”

An odour of fear

The aura of terror

For the time is near

To remove what’s dear :P

For all the hype

The battle of psyche

Lost simply

A cut neatly

Of clammy palms

Stuttering arms

Feeling all feeble

As he held the needle

Soon fear turned and left

He slowly gained his breath

Contrary to his conscience

He finally gained confidence

When it was all over

The world stopped spinning

A look across his shoulder

Seeing the kid all grinning




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