Forgotten
Dreams flew like kites
The bridge
Below the water ran
In time not reversible
From under the feet
The earth slipped
In hesitation
It went away like seconds
Dusted puffed
There were unknown belongings
On that road
They had listened some calls
The dreams were no more
Either for better
Or they were too big
To fly with
19/3/2009
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Beautiful metaphors and similes. Eloquent write, Sadiquallah., more than worthy of a ten. Warmest regards, Sandra