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Its a damn reality
yeah I felt.
Your's love attracting me to dream the coral island
of your thought;
Your dream here
is not my dream I argued
yours compulsion
yes, have brought some twist and turn.

I still have hope
of a clear bluish sky
Can face my living desires here;
May be some storm I faced
some destruction waiting there to be rebuilt
I am static
in the reality
want to take challenges I swear.

Love is not erotic
its a brook of hope
flowing from ages
inside human heart
It is you and I
playing with it
and destroying emotions of
present, future and past.

Let our dream of mystic island
be the hope of all surrounding us,
let the aroma spread from heart to heart
amid of it we can leave without loss.

by sarojini pattayat.27/11/2013

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