February 22, 2010
Imagination
His home brunt down by long ago fires, His mind washed away by ravaging floods, But still he gets stirred by human faces, still he builds a goddess from the earth.
He feels like he is the only one who suffered, Whose prayers were not answered by God, When he needed his closed ones very badly they even left him, but still he can’t stop believing.
He thinks someday his dreams will come true, he will get back everything what he had lost someday, Although he knows A loss is a loss, But still he can’t stop imagining
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