Sat'yr of DreamsA Poem by shammi A state of agony ......
Desperate of words....
I had been through a notion of love...... Bewildering passion that crept deep inside Paddling in and in... With out thee Hue of cries and despise.... Alluring thoughts of solitude.... In darkest dreams there had been a gratitude But in the slightest awakening i left my soul.... oh!!!! you always been in the darkest and the lightest ....O.....all Feathery wings had brought the altruism all the way Beckoning me always brings you the brightest bay.... I had been in all your feel... As you do ...... The torrent winds that made the stride...... The plethora of mind which i always hide..... Being a sat'yr of the dreams....flying high and high ... © 2010 shammiAuthor's Note
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Added on July 3, 2010Last Updated on July 3, 2010 Author
shammiIndiaAboutHi am shammi, another simple being on the Earth, i started writing just to kill my time., slowly it has become one of my passions....and as far as poems are concerned i feel it depicts the inner flav.. more..Writing
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