Bohari Mohammad Poet Epic

In Her Dream

Time went wrong sometime
Causing, lost of friend
We lose our life and dream our past 
Crying for our best friend 

We think, we were first to met her 
And without us, she felt alone 
But,  today the days are not the same 
In her place we are gone

We know it is not her mistake at all 
The reasons are spy, family and friends 
But days pass,  we dream our past
Crying for our best friend.

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Dave Timperley July 26, 2014 at 11:10 AM Love to live and live to love is a good way to live your life my friend. I have now read all your work and it is sad and good and challenging. Keep writing and reading other peoples works so we all get inspired. I look forward to reading more. God Bless. Dave. Bohari Mohammad July 31, 2014 at 9:41 AM Thank you, Sir Sure. I will read others work