Once in my dream I met a freak- I knew not was he a man or ghost; His body was covered with golden colour- He looked like human almost. He was very much like a man But a womanly softness she had; I saw him coming towards me Looking extremely sad. “Who are you? ” I asked the freak, “Why are you in my dream? ” -“I am the dream that you do see When emotions get extreme”. Answering that she said to me, She once was like a gold, Which was about love and joy And deep desires untold. -“But then came the nightmare That shattered all the dreams; Then its dusts only remained Leaving in mind sad themes. So, here I am, the dust of gold Glittering in your mind, Being nostalgia of dreams You have left behind;
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