Poem on Dream
Dream It was midnight and I screamed my throat out, Mother rushed in, “honey, why do you shout?” I felt numb to my stench and scared to my bones, Was it the monster under my bed or clanking of stones? I looked at her face, face so distressed, She might wonder her child is a mess. “What happened dear? You look terrified.” “I had a bad dream Ma, I almost died. In my dream, I was walking home alone, Somebody grabbed my hand & wouldn’t let me go. To my consternation, I couldn’t see his face, I retaliated but miserably failed. He pushed me to the ground & pulled my hair, Wanted to scream but I couldn’t dare. I tried to run but I lost my speed, The only option left was to plead. He came closer and took out his blade, I felt helpless at the same time, afraid. He wanted to kill me, he might come again, It was just a dream causing me a lot of pain. Mom hugged me tight and I did feel safe, But I knew I couldn’t be any brave. I might be over this horrible dream, But...