Lying on a soft bed
with a softer pillow
she was dreaming
something of red
with a halo
came across jumping
she lay still for long
did not move in fear
she wanted to catch
the one danced along
she wished to tear
intended to scratch
the thing eluded her grasp
as it moved in hop and stop
the redness intensified
she held her hands in a clasp
she fell down in a flop
she was mystified
being one of a dream
she woke up with a steam
looked around with a beam
ending the nightmare.
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Meenas Poems 