Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response

Sometimes I hear the whisper of my beloved one’s voice

When I am alone or slept at the somber place

But no one is with me and around except the swinging trees

Sometimes I hear while my heart sings a beautiful song

Rhythms around my head and ears the ding- dang-dong

But there is no musical instruments are found around me and I am free

In pacified mid night, while I awake from my dream, let it be

I might see in glimpse when the ghosts pass beside me

But I adapted this sense; I could smell their bad odor, too

Sometimes, without my will, I sense badly

While someone tries to sex, and to kiss my lips

And to stimulate my sexual organs under my trousers’ zip

I assumed this thing from different perspectives

From evil spirits or biological; and I wished to pray or to take drips

While the spirit of my enemy struggles to make my brain flips

I said it schizophrenia ere when I exercised it first

Then I concluded it as my brain has combating inside in eclipse

Later I learned that this thing looks like an Autonomous sensory meridian response