Dreams and Desires

The wind, the wish

Blow me high,

Wings to rise

Wings not to fly.

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I hold it in my hand

I see the passing sky,

I feel it in my heart

Dreams high seems nigh,

You know why

I love the sky.

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I lit a candle in solitude

With it I lit my dreams,

True, I saw a miracle real

My childhood smiling at my youth.

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Dream the real

Love is love or fear.

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You know not how much it means to


A drop of blood, a tear, a dream.

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As drops in river

So do desires in mind,

Rise and succeed

On the command of time.

Written by Ekta Kalra

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