Last night I had a dream.
In my dream,
I saw a beautiful lady
Who everyone wish to love.
Suddenly,
She appeared to me
This ''White Lady''
Who was very pretty.
I was around the corner
In my kitchen for dinner
When I saw her stunning beauty,
As if inviting me to go with her.
With a little doubt,
I followed her.
As I walked through the stairs,
I could see happy people
Welcoming me with their smiles.
I saw the whole place,
As it was a land of ghosts
And images of people long gone.
I got scared.
I started to ask her,
About things have changed.
She never said a word,
And disappeared.
I like the way this poem is structured and the sense that something is going to happen at the end. The sudden ending works well. Very well done
Apparatuses having the muse of their own sounds and poetic phenomena...very deep and allusive write and top marks hereby
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How very interesting. It t'was of a pretty silence.