Midnight

Darkness creeps as midnight strikes
The time for villains to ride their bikes
Dead trees swirl and come to life
Blood trickles down a razor sharp knife
Shadows always creeping, crawling
Hunting, stalking, fading, drawling.

Nightmares explode inside
people's heads
Ghosts climb into people's beds
Animals go wild, people fall ill
All overcome by the ferocious chill.

As shadows perform their mime
Darkness fills eyes for the
last time
As people wake from their dreaming hikes
Tomorrow remember, darkness creeps as midnight strikes…

Sachira Chandrasekara
(Grade 7)
Colombo International School,
Kandy