Saturday, February 03, 2007

Recently, I have been dreaming almost every day. Do you dream when you get too stressed? I really don't know. I had nightmares too. They were so intense. I couldn't remember every dream. But they seemed so real that I got freaked out each time. Here's a poem based on a dream I had the other day...

Warry Warry Night

Gust of cold wind blew,
Stirring the tranquil night.
Then came the shot,
One down while the other hurt.

Loudness replaced silence,
The sky got illuminated.
A streak flashed across,
Glowing red but slowly faded.

Somewhere out there,
Wails of pain could be heard.
Heavy footsteps in the distance,
Yet not a single word.

The tension mounted,
As tears mixed with fear.
More shots were fired,
Before it all became clear.



It better not happen...

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