From the chilled and cold weather <br />I can figure out your image <br />That fades out in the fogs <br />I fear it will be soon lost <br />Till the next day is over <br /> <br />I remember those days <br />When you was not out of my reach <br />I forget the way <br />We bothered to get <br />Out of way <br /> <br />If hope survives somewhere <br />It will grow with the moon <br />If it never happens <br />The other day is to wait <br />Wither miserable eyes <br /> <br />The lasting flame <br />Flutters before <br />It is all a smoke <br />And dreams die <br />Out of bodies<br /><br />Rafique Farooqi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-die-4/
