Hameed Kashigar


You Are My Dream - Poem by Hameed Kashigar

You are my Dream,
Why should I tell people who and what you are?
You are someone I dream of when I have to close my eyes;
And keep myself detached from medley and mess of world;
And when Dreams are communicated to the world;
They are no more dreams but descriptive tales and blended anecdotes;

You are like my beautiful secret;
And when secret becomes dirty it forces to be divulged;
And it loses its charms and sanctity;
But you are beautiful and
Your place is in my eyes, not in tongue;
And the fragrance I breadth
The brilliance you pour in my hollow Soul,
If I tell the world,
They will turn it into profit,
Because it only hungrily yearns for profits,
It will make you a cosmetic symbol
And market it in the world of blind race.
Where you will disappear.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Greed never assess the value of priceless things

Comments about You Are My Dream by Hameed Kashigar

  • Gold Star - 10,101 Points Heather Wilkins (8/5/2014 5:29:00 PM)

    you are like a beautiful secret lovely thought (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 2, 2014



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