The Realityr
In my dream I see a beam
Which travels with me all along
In my soul's eternal stream
Like a symphony of a love song
I am in a trance to take a chance
What I seek what I do aspire
I am taken over just by the glance
With the inner eye I do admire
Dream becomes sheer reality
Miracles do happen to but recreate
Shackles of conscience let free
My fortune crops up from the fate
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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