Palpitating was I on my bed,
Experiencing a strange deep pain,
Unknown to me before,
A strange feeling of leaving everything!
With the sudden rush of the sweet fragrance of rose,
I remember the day when rose was presented as the heartiest gift,
Still faintly I can hold myself,
As if something superior power is carrying me,
Away from myself and from my dearest world!
My struggle was insignificant,
As the pursuer was stronger than me in all ways,
His demeanor was cold,
Taking me away with an iron mind!
Unable was I made,
To resist Him in his Endeavour,
Gaping on my bed still,
I was trying to escape from His strong hold!
Still struggling and gaping,
A gentle sisterly touch gave a sudden jerk,
The sudden soft touch brought me back,
Back to the world of my dearest beings!
Relieved though,
To be back to my world,
Still was in an stupor,
Realizing how much I held my world to my heart! ! !
Winnie Angel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-strange-dream/
