A Nightmare : Poem

In a Bermuda triangle I was lost
Which really took a big cost
I could only see the water
 There was neither any option nor an offer
And that nightmare scared me the most.
I woke up and wrote it in the jotter
As I wanted to be more stronger
I looked at mirror which spares none
Cause it shows the reality of everyone
A nightmare either makes  you creation or creator.

By
Shivani suryavanshi
Delhi university

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