A Wounded Dream
When we first met
Your eyes played
A game of darts
Decking my heart
With countless wounds
In timeless shades!
Stream of time since,
Has washed those wounds
Into flowers of memories
Exuding a glowing fragrance
Of golden moments
Can we for once …cross the
Ocean of time and
Lapse into our first tryst
Bleeding our love
Once again into
A wounded dream?
….Vishwas
© Copyright 2014, Vishwas Vaidya All Rights Reserved
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A wounded dream?
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A Wounded Dream - WritersPayItForward
A wounded dream?
Editor's Rating:
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