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Dreams of Fear

Dreams of Fear

Haunted by a terrifying image
Of an old lady crackled withered
Ogling at me through holes in the window
For every Sunday night as I fell into
Sweet slumber, a shadow, an image so dark
Looked straight to me, menacingly
Insidiously it too stood by the window
An odor of rotten flesh, decomposing laughter
Filled the hollow air wandering
Terror plagued body when thought
Of shutting eyes, in a tongue alien
She babbled incoherent verses
Startling codes would appear in the empty air
Days, weeks passed unable to break the spell
Fear of an impending doom, fright struck my heart
Refusing to bow down, mustered the strength
For a close encounter one dark night
Slept early for a rendezvous so common
As closed my eyes, a bright topaz light
Visible before me, sight so grotesque
Awestruck but pretend least affected
I dared to outshine in her own game
We both stared piercingly into other’s eyes
Without flickering for a second, her babbles
Met with my jabbers, today I will face you down
And sneered at her maneuvers, till first rays of dawn
Blinded my eye to witness the image vanished
The last encounter parted ways
The prophecy of doom was over
Spell of horror was broken,
A valuable lesson learned in life
When met with fear, look straight!

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