The cloud started thundering
in the darkness.
Balloons hanging on the wall started exploding.
A strange force was pushing me.
At midnight,
closed room open automatically.
The melodious voice,
came out of the throat was like ghosts.
I was crying in the closed room,
A divine power wants to make me like ghost,
in the face of human.
This poetry is based on Imagination,
written by my cousin sister...
Nidhi jaiswal.