A Dream Of Peace Poem by Ayman Parray

In a desert of sand,
A dream of rain,
What is destiny but lines,
Etched on my hand
In a land of snow,
A dream of the sun,
Does time run like a river,
With a never ending flow
I often dream of snakes,
My hands tremble,
My skin crawls,
And my body shakes
High in the sky,
A dream of the eagle
I am the king of birds,
In my dreams I can fly
"Here lies the Knave",
I love to dream of death,
A flowery wreath,
On a solitary grave
A dream of peace-
The continuous flight of a dove,
When you are friends with all,
And all are yours to love
This last dream I like,
More than all others above

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