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Hi SUNIDHI,
 My Dream 
  
Hold me, dream 
As I sleep 
Tell me its my heart 
That you keep 
Whisper my dream 
A sweet lullaby 
Hold my hand 
Teach me how to fly 
Kiss me, dream 
Though the while 
Give my lips 
The best reason to smile 
Love me, dream 
As I love you 
I am but a dreamer 
Wanting you to be true 

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THIS IS HER POEM WHICH HAD WON INTERNATIONAL POETRY 
CONTEST.
                                    MIRAGE
            It was last spring
            when you gave me hyacinths
            Their fragrance, and your after shave lotion, merged
            into me.
            We danced together in the
            faint moonlight ,on the floor
            I remember it was your bday
            Memory and desires stirring
            As I m sipping coffee
         The London bridge remains the same.
       This unreal city breathes,the reality and dreams days &nights
       It was last rain,
       When we were wet,and took shelter
       In the school chapel
       Where I knelt down, years backevery morn,
       as a small child,
       with winking eyes and demanding
       Looking keenly at the hanged man
       But the drops of blood could
       not be seen ever,
       dripping from his forehead
       Crowned with thorns, but the nails were quiet,
       prominently visible to me ,as my granny
       Related to me when read testament years back
River Thames is flowing
As usual, as if conversing with
London Bridge
This unreal city breathes reality, and dreams days and nights
It was last winters,
When we were together
Awaken for many nights
Engulfed in the quilt sat
Besides the furnace,
You unshaven,
with me ,in your arms I felt cosy
And went to sleep
Look at this street!
Yeah the same King William street
Passing by your grave.
Its so lonely, lonely as me
For these winters, spring &summers 
You are not with me
This Unreal city breathes 
reality and dreams days and Nights in me.

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