He waited impatiently
He couldn’t tell
If eight seconds had passed
Or eight hours
Or eight lifetimes
Darkness kept tugging inside his pocket
Asking him to withdraw
Withdraw from the insanity
The boy stood firm
With Hope by his side
But Hope didn’t stay for long
Through the same open window
She flew out
The boy closed the window
Tightly shut this time
So that nothing more could fly in
And nothing more could fly out
“You’re unforgivable,” gloated Darkness.
The boy said nothing in reply
He turned around to go back
To his little corner on the floor
But something unusual caught his eye
Something bright
It was Light
Frank Solanki 
When are you going to put these in book form???
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