Burn

It was wearing a grey cloak,

Face hidden in a hood.

I realized even in sleep,

This dream ain't good.

I stood scared as my voice ditched me,

With a dreary aura it moved around me.

"You are a lucky girl" it whispered.

I stood stoned, absorbing the words uttered.

"Usually humans see me only once in their life,

But i realized when i came here, something is not right.

Your days are still remaining,

And hence, there will be a second meeting.

I will make sure it will be the last

Till then... hope you have a blast"