Dreams
Dreams are the beams
Of Beauteous moon
Which sooth
Our hearts
With their magical notes
They are the balm
On life scars
A ray of hope
In nights of waning moon
When darkness prevails
And eyes drench
In the ocean of gloom
Then dreams ascend from
Heaven's above
Like burning candles
Which shine in gloomy eyes
Giving them a Divine light
A ray of hope
To sustain life
Dreams are the saviours
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Sabahat
English lecturer belongs from a Hamlet nearby Narowal. In love with beauty of nature and all that is linked with Lord, truth and nature_ a votary of nature and it's unending musical symphony
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