The girl I saw in my dream,
She was wearing a black gown
Metaphorically the ghost
She talked to me , ate food
She walked like a poetry.
Her alliteration of face
Was such as that of a haze
I wandered back and forth
Was I in love with her similies?
Another moment pass
And I see a man , coming ironically
I was in a gaze of many , but I smirked
The consonants of the man led me wonder
Are they the aspirants of love?
They talked in numerously extreme
I looked there paradoxically
Sometimes what happens is not the end of the story
She came to me and introduced
Her ring on the left end
It ended all the waves in me
I left the town and woke up in misery.