The Queen of eternal dreams

12:51:00 PM

She drank the poison of love
And grown out of your scriptures
She was a melting drop of passion
And the blaze of letters
 The one among who crashed your moulds
I adore the way she betrayed
On the lucid paradigm of ‘Ideal woman’
But she was a gentle breeze of pain
The Queen of eternal dreams
The voice of muted

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