The Stranger

A poem about a stranger..

It was cold outside
With mist on all sides
When a galloping was heard
From the west of the hillside
The wind was howling into the night
He got down from his horse
And forced his way by
There was a small brown cottage
With a dimly lit lamp inside
He knocked on the hard door
With a timid knock
Not hard enough to hear
And waited for sometime
His heavy breath lapsing against life
The dimly lit lamp went off in a while
He thought to himself and went past by
And the stranger went on till early morn
Before he died

Author's Note

This was the first poem that I wrote when I was in grade 9.....so let me know views...thanks:D

Reviews

[Diwakar - "The Warrior ..]

NICE.......YOU DID A REALLY GREAT JOB AT THAT POINT OF TIME....................I also wrote a poem at 9th grade.......and it was just 10 liner .....this made me remember that...lol........................................................but this is really nice poem ....:-)

[Lipstick_Lesbian]

Excellent write! I absolutely loved this. The imagery was brilliant. xx

[Aly Jones]

This is amazing. Just so powerful and wonderful. I read it twice because it was just so mind-blowing.

[Leslie Philibert]

This is a good piece of writing, visual and well observed, with a 19th century feeling and many good lines, good write.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

This showcases your talent at such a young age, a mind developing as a Classic literary writer. I'm amazed! :)

[Ruth]

Wow...excellent for so young love :) This shows real empathy...a heart that knows the sorrow of tragedy, wonderful xoxo

[Sahar moonlight]

This was so descriptive.
So well written.
especially at an early age :)

[Enigma]

Wow. I really like it. It kinda reminds me of the book 'Jane Eyre', which had more or less a similar episode, except that the door opens for her and she survives. Well done. :)

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Amazing! @ 14 when you wrote this? Very talented you are:)

[MOON]

This is beautifully haunting .