022211b Bring Back My Dream Poem by Manonton Dalan
022211b Bring Back My Dream
i feel like pouring my heart
but where, when my canvass
faded to undefined fabrics
...being blown by gush of wind
which at one time caressing
my face while i mold a dream
threads now, scattered with dust
tracing direction of unknown delights
once adorn rising and setting sun
beyond those glorious moments
still embedded within breathe of time
a whisper of shifting sand to a chime
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