Why should I disclose my dreams...
....and seek for my dreams some answer...
... from people who have not visited...
...the dream world;
I lied and rested my head on the beloved's lap;
I saw myself flying like a falcon to the sky;
Alighting on the palm of Mehmud
He kissed my eyes of Ayaz;
I rose from the quilt,
my heart throbbed like a running horse,
I heard a tender love song,
From the mouth of virgin houris,
Welcome songs for the youthful bridegroom!
I need no dream interpreter...
I enjoy the puzzling scenes,
Like the plot of a Suspense drama.
Why do I get these weird dreams?
Mykoul
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