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Sapney (Dreams)
What all dreams are hidden in these fish like eyes?
They drift like fragrance and spread cheer on my way
Had I but, seen only a dream, I could have told a confidante
When dreams come in a procession, how many friends do I search?
I keep thinking and wishing for her to come face to face
May be all my dreams shall come true on her coming
Give this dream too a name, O ‘deep’
The night is not everlasting, it shall soon be over
(Sapney by Sandeep Silas ‘deep’ in Ranai-e-Khayal, 2012)
