A Dream Is Missing - Poem by Halsho Zangana
For nights my dream is missing,
till now I'm obsessed thinking,
yet, no way to start looking
for prints of a harmonic foot.
I yell home inside
no more than resonance replies,
that 'your dream has vanished'
and there were no tears to cry,
and there were no tears to cry!
When the cold freezing hands
full of wrinkles of truth grabs
your foot not to flee away.
Exposes you to insanity,
makes you vulnerable
those silently say goodbye.
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