Playing With My Dreams

M M. Asim Nehal M. Asim Nehal
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In my hand, like sand why you slip away O my dreams, why do you fly like a kite astray with every gust of wind when you soar I keep longing and wanting more I try to hold on, to keep you near but like the wind you always disappear when you fly by giving my hairs a slide I come to terms realising you are just a tide. O my dreams, before you unfold how I wish to catch and hold but like a cloud you're meant to roam In the vast sky, you find your home I watch you go with a heavy heart knowing you'll never truly depart for you will always be a part of me a reminder of what could be. I will keep chasing, like a child at play my dreams you keep flying like a kite and keep floating like a cloud for even though you may seem out of reach but in my heart, you'll forever preach (speak) .

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