I paced in through the darkness;

With a hope that it was instead,

the veil to a bright aisle!

The void of my mind crammed with twitchiness;

And my legs quivered,

while fighting hard with my instincts,

to back off in a hustle!

A crude rumble rose from behind,

Soon, muddling with my senses.

And with dread reaching upto my throat,

I turned around!

But before I could protest,

Strong light beams pierced in through my eyes;

The aisle? nowhere to be seen.

It was then, that it struck me, that I could jott this down to my diary, with a post script that reads:

"Here's one more, to the myriad of obscure dreams I've tholed so far!"