Grab my fears, as if a pillow...
Pull off each feather inside...
Hold my tear as if its dew...
Sprinkle some in the eye...
Drag my dreams as if blindfolded....
To the dawn of reality...
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Wash off my troubles as if soap...
And clean my soul with your love...
Turn off everything, embracing the silence...
And hear only the beating of hearts....
Say nothing and still say everything...
With eyes reading what I hide...
©. Ravinder Kaur 03/01/16
(Image Source: Google Images)
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