Dreams Poem by sharon Pradeep
Dreams
Dreams, the brocken glass
Where our ambitions cut in pieces
Where we panic the most
And where we die and kill
They are not the blank mind
But the naked
Where we love and hate the same
Where we smile while dying
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
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