MINDA Poem by SherazSilent dreamsDare to look in to my eyes. Open my heart and hear my cries. Search my soul and feel it prowl as it hunts the darkness from the covers of silence. Taste the pleasure without desire. Feal the pulse before the pain. Hear the whisper of chaos. Prepare the thought for the onslaught. Judge not the man but his mind if you can sense his kind. Still blind to the fury of my story. © 2017 SherazReviews
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