Dream is hovering in open eyes,
Whether he is sleeping or sligthly awakening ?
In drenched forests of your likings,
My body dances like a peakfowl.
How can he not get my feelings?
Because he is aware of my all gesturings.
I am in his reaches but
He asks me with my wishes
My heart is alway in his thinkings but
It disarrays my thinkings
Saying
Must walk away from road
Because way to my home is dusty.....
Parvin Shakir...
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