The colour of wisdom.
Leaves swaying to and fro,
A paranormal feeling
Which is coming through,
Rare sighting of livings beings;
Because of its undefined deadly screams;
The swinging of once broken swings;
Leads to it hallucinating dreams.
No glimpse of the moon to be shown;
Which makes the happiest people frown.
The fear of someone who is unknown;
The corpse of half eaten animals were everywhere thrown;
Once the people saw the power of that evil soul;
Too excited explorers went to venture in there alone.
But they never came back;
No dead bodies were known;
After all, the orchard was surrounded by a four storey wall.
By : Armaan Yusuf
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