On one glossy day,
I stood on the river banks,
Watching the serene sky,
lost into oblivion,
Not knew when the day lost me,
I wandered into dreadful night,
The potent darkness,
Calling me in,
I saw one weird thing.
daintily walking,
into my mind,
Was something, which i nvr have seen,
A picture, and scene, wud had been,
I don't know,
not was it imbibed in my brain,
I jus kept ladling,
walking arnd,
in the garden of my thoughts,
holding on to some,
loosing on some,
Deep into was I,
Like rapt attention,
Full focus, with
which, I made a point,
There she struck,
The awful dream.
