Thursday, 3 January 2013

A DREAM

 

I am a dust,so near to sky
Your slave lifelong but head held high
Tears cant explain this mystic smile
Seems like death has touched at times
Selfless ,now just ruins exist
Your love makes me feel perished
Majistic and charismatic charm;
existing or not but still so warm
I belongth to you for eternal times
Even when handcuffed in wordly ties
Now my words and yours seem synchronised
This flight of dream enough to mesmerise

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