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Krishna Ahir

Abstract

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Krishna Ahir

Abstract

Lost Dreams

Lost Dreams

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I lay back and hear the stream

Then sink into a lost man's dream

My demons guide me down to Hell

Another wayward soul to sell


But I waken to the stellar light

A certain glint, despite the night

Yet I am not thus truly blessed

This soul tainted, so far from rest


Much sanity is left behind

My face frozen, but deeply lined

Yet I still hear the water's flow

And long for peace, that inmost glow


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