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A dream left in the eyes....



Left drowned in the eyes a never fulfilled dream to be,
A flaming moment of desire tells,
Dry should not be in eyes, the flown tear to be.

Times when I poured the heart to my loved ones,
Learnt the art of calculating, the never succeeded relations to be.

Would be the traces, a few walks down my lane,
Fade should not be in heart, the never dying memories to be.

Left buried deep in the pages of my book,
Smash should not be the petals of the flower, which never dried to be.

Comments

Amandeep said…
All i can say here is, May the almighty bless you with the best of everything in life... May he shower everlasting love and unending happiness on you, and fulfil all your desires!!!

God Bless you!!!
Amnaaa r u getting my messages re??
Amandeep said…
Kya message? Kaisa message?? Kaun sa message???
Priya said…
Dear sweet mermaid, Where and why did you hide your amazing creativity, your writing talent from us. You have expressed your thoughts in more than what I can call "perfect." Seriously take a thought on getting into this as a second profession!! And yes, I am sure that one day you'll find your "calm shore."

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