The shades of night were falling fast
Lazy moon scattered his beam
A dark skeletal figure with a tattered robe
Steps on his way overtaken

With a tremor gone wild
Figure proceeds corrugated
Turned in to a leaned and collapsed eyes
I stopped but it hasted

I felt so scared
With that dying figure

When at home I spotted my face
Through a mirror
Alas ! That man was on my mirror
Unbelievable.