Like A Dream Poem by Falana Zion

At the silent night
River of thoughts swallowed,
and spat not my world
The clock continued its tick tock
The present became a past
Like a grass living to die
The soul disappeared into the cloudy sky;
the might into a forgotten land
The hopeful sand of time,
became a silent stream
The joyful hearts grew cold
The strength, the hurts and the struggles,
Turned into a night without the moon
All these were just like a dream
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