Broken pieces of dream

Most of the time I ponder into my days,

The hours that I once passed

Out there in lone and cold,

When the whole world turned up in twilight

I see lit to lustre for me,

That man is the best parcel that I got

In my ever sustained life;

The warmth of the palm

And the care of that heart,

Touched me and embraced my thoughts

As its the first time I have felt that stroke,

But it fades away from me

Making me alone on the way to destiny;

My tremble breath stops

And I looked beside,

After all I could only see the shadows of ebony

Throughout the pathway with agony,

Again I stand solitary in life

As life gifts me single existence

All with broken pieces of dreams!!

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