HE SECRET DREAM

 

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The moon swallowed the dark

Broken dreams silently hanging

Through the window pane,

A rusted frame of night

Stars twinkle gently

Owls moaning

Dreams are fragile glass

Untold story of joy and pain

Come alive with words you have not spoken

This night beside the window

Eyes speak a thousand words

In silence

What are the colors of rain

Falling like lost dreams…

Forgive, but never to trust again.

 

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© Asoke Kumar mitra,2019
Illustration Nick Victor


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