The Struggling Vines

Hello! I wrote this poem yesterday. I hope you like it! I tried to make a drawing to help explain the poem a bit, and I know it isn’t too good, but still, here it is. So here goes my poem:
I was playing cricket
When suddenly the ball smashed
Against my neighbour’s window
But I didn’t want to get bashed!

So gingerly I climbed
Over the garden fence
To retrieve my cricket ball
But some danger did I sense.

The flowers weren’t smiling
The leaves didn’t tingle.
No hint of sound was their
Not even a single.

Suddenly the green v ines
Which crept up the creepy wall
Suddenly started growing
Longer and further tall.

But what difference did it make?
The vines just evilly gleamed.

The green ropes of leaves
Just clutched around my face
And alas! I defied my wish
And died in scary disgrace.

As I choked, the vines
Splattered liquid on me
And some consciousness
Did I begin to see!

The I opened my sight
And saw Mamma’s carring eyes
Telling me to wake up
From the nightmarish lies.

I hugged her tight happily
“Oh mom, you do not know
How glad I am to have you!”
And my tears began to flow.


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