Peace Not At Peace- A Poem By Saleem Mir



You are my dream
But you break often
Like a bubble,

And again you appear
Lift me from despair
To the heavens of
Romances and care,

Where i enjoy your fragrance
And you turn into bubble again
My touch pricks you to disappear

You are my dream
But you break often,
Yes often, often

About Poet:
Saleem Mir

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