A death Fatali woman dressed in bright red comes out of the foam of striking waves. He started hovering over my head. He started swelling in size. With long nails her fingers started moving for me suddenly I saw her swinging out of tongue. What a wide mouth and how fast and big kundis! Oh God ! He was sprinkling blood around. I was afraid I started trembling. And dropped from my hands my eyes fell on his head as if he was a snake in the form of hair.
The snakes raised their heads and the baluang. Horror on the head of horror! Now I was in total fear. I wanted to cry for help, but my throat was stunned. I saw that she had put her head on my head and was trying to throw me into the sea or swallow me while picking me up? But no, it was my mother’s hand. She was trying to wake me up with “What’s the matter with you?” She said, “Why are you crying and wailing?” I was all wet with a cold sweat but I sighed with relief. It was only a dream, but it was a terrible dream!
<span>The poem uses free-verse structure.
A free verse poem is one that does not follow a specific or repetitive structure. This poem does not have a meter, rhythm, or rhyme scheme, the lines differ in length and number of syllables, it doesn't rhyme consistently, and the meter changes throughout so it is free verse.</span>
Inspiring stories or motivational stories are the best no type of folktales
