Poem: A dream

Hello reader,

I saw a dream last night. It was very beautiful.
Expressing the same in this poem...

                                                        "Standing on the edge

of the roof,

that girl,

in white gown,

was holding a white flower.

She was plucking the petals

and the breeze carried them.

The petals flew down,

to the ground,

like droplets of shower.

There were no more left,

petals and hopes.

She decided to cross the threshold,

the voice inside her said.

The droplets falling down,

were now tears.

Then out of the dark,

like a dream, she saw a light,

a hand that wiped her tears,

pulled her to a safe place,

and assured,

no more fears."

That's all folks. :)

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-Ashish