I have a promise to keep
Before I sleep. And I think if I never would
But sleep forever in dream
If dreams were made in Heaven
Where are success made?
Another soul lost, in the brave idle.
Another prayer to say before I weep.
In my lonely days, trapped and chained
But wishing some to go by
Broken and wounded in my heart
Hard hurt- not in the place to regain,
Here without, with me in the memory
Like I, gone mad
I talk to nobody , to hear. That reflect no dead rays
I often think of your sweet smile
That took my soul. If you mind
To return it back now,
to me. (wrote this poem long back . i was just thinking after seeing this movie.)
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