In my dream I saw you in my sleep
You were as usual
And nagging
I asked, Are you not hurt being separated
You smiled and said, love estranged.
At once I woke
And felt humiliated
Pronounced the word 'estranged! '
And next there came a subtle thought:
She is still loving to my heart
And my heart does never care what she thinks
It loves her that's true indeed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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