'twas a Dream
Twas a dream
She said,’ one must always wonder, contemplate, dream,’
For dreams are made of woven silk,
endless desires, and conscious pretences.
From this bounty of treasure,
I carry the one that befits me!
Hurry along! For it awaits. Yes, the thief!
Capturing my beloved, plunging me into the abyss,
Once again,
I tell myself...’twas a dream…
Let us dream again, tomorrow.
(Ashyy)
Copyright © Ashyy Akhtar | Year Posted 2019
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