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    O’ these tales, a bit partly done… 2407-2k16

    O’ these tales, a bit partly done
    What shall you do to hear them told?
    Alas the dreams! That we weaved
    Lent the moon some silver strands
    The sun threw in some golden bands
    Realities, that often crouch in stealth
    Forever in spite of nascent dreams
    From whence, unseen, they sprout forth?
    To snatch from them the rainbow whole
    The sun too stood daggers drawn
    The moon too covered silent slinked

    But would we ever accept defeat?
    Howsoever bitter it felt to us
    Befriended our befallen fate
    Filled the same with sweet succor
    Wove the time with gilded strands
    Lit the scene in moonlight bright
    Lo! Rainbows then tumbled down
    Spread within, her colors to lend
    A novel picture came to fore
    Cruel realities to gardens morphed
    The fallen dreams woke to smiles

    Some wishes! that remained unmet
    For ever to sigh within our breast
    We took them along on our fest
    To tread the tricky path…yes!!!

    Original (translation)
    saadat tahir
    24th July, 2k16

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