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A few more day's to forget the sight
of the ravaged land, my heart; a few more day's
to 4get the world of colours; it's soaring trees
its dry grasses. Journeying 2 the end, the weary dreams,
where hope had almost built its little home;
a few more day's 2 4get that home.
But how many now r the day's 2be?
Night, one day, unknowingly,
will sink in2 the awaiting vault, my heart,
fulfill the dreams, all the dreams,
buried inthe treasure of my sightless eyes;
will make a dream of me too,
a dream that was not 2be; a dream, all ripped,
all tattered, unable 2 hold
any bright or blessed day a few more day's.
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Nice one...thank u for sharing Chocus
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i hope this day has come and few more days have finished...v.nice poem..full of hope...thanks 4 sharing...
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