The Dreaming Days

In the Darkest Journey of Woods;

The Twinkling of your blissful eyes;

Reflects the tranquility of bygone days;

Where the wandering of our souls;

Passing the shadows of life;

To the caves of imaginations;

To the Calmness of waves;

To the smoothness of the oceans;

To the lightning of the skies;

To the paths of the Heavens;

What were those days;

That saved us from our Minds;

The Bygone Days?

Indeed, the Dreaming Days!

                                 

                                                              By: Muhammad Ahmad

                                  

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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