Which you never tell to anyone’ even your own self,
Tell me about your dream'
Where we run in the dark jungle,
And pull the bodies out of the lake,
And dress them in warm clothes,
And under the naked sky’
We lay on the sand and the birds flying,
Until we forget that we are birds with big wings,
And can fly higher and higher,
It’s not like the sky where have to end somewhere,
It’s more like a morning song on a radio,
How we rolled up on a rush green grass ground,
And feel the dance inside our souls,
We kissed and there was another dream to start,
Look at the light through the window curtains,
That means it’s a brighter morning,
That means’ we are exuberance,
The light passing through our bodies to our souls,
Tell me how all this,
Tell me did you feel the dream in you!

By: Nida Mahmoed.