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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=411446" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Yesterday's Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I don’t want to sleep so soon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yesterday’s dream is still raw</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Triggering a dust-storm in the eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Raising red dust, comes sleep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tuptup, flap the doors of lashes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And just close by themselves</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dream, like a flood, comes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Carrying the broken logs of memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>As if they were rafts</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I become homeless</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In yeasterday’s sleep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I trembled in fear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In yesterday’s flood</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No, not so soon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yesterday’s dream is still raw</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dream, an invisible wound—</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Inflicted upon by a reluctant sleep</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That comes and goes at its will</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Dream, the secret of</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death of imagination and fear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It appears in thousand postures</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a friend, dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aslo sparkles for once</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Amidst endless thoughts</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yesterday’s dream—</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still raw…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">15 Oct 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0">00.09hrs</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*Original in Telugu by Vinnakota Ravishankar</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Indira+Babbellapati">Indira Babbellapati</a><div class=q>
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Yesterday’s dream is still raw

 

Triggering a dust-storm in the eyes

Raising red dust, comes sleep

Tuptup, flap the doors of lashes

And just close by themselves

 

Dream, like a flood, comes


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