Dream of Winter
Aronnyo Hillol

Once in a stone-cold icy winter, on deep sleep, suddenly I saw a dream
Something deeply flawed had been founded on the design of trim.
Intensely I had been enlightened to reflect a nude female on that spoiled design
Surprisingly it was not in memory that she had been murdered on street line.
It takes raw courage to stand up to rebuild the isolated design on the sculpture once again,
But the nudist wants to take away almost everything from my little life by ghostly reign.
In this desperate town, she had cast off cultural and family prejudice to live more freely.
Fundamentalists set their evil eye as soon as she wears western dress among outside openly.
Honestly have to say, I wanted to protest loudly as a conscious citizen for her brutal murder,
Keeping the memory alive in the jewel of the mind, am going to redesign almost everything with the true endeavor.