Must Learn To Wipe Off Tears Poem by Aftab Alam

This small brain of us, keepeth big dream,
This is the charm of human; why to scream?
Dreams kill, dreams thrill, and dreams are bird,
Weightless, wingless and heaviest, furriest bird,

Dreams are maker and that bring crown,
Dreams are maker that make one pawn,
Dreams are maker that make saint divine,
Dreams are maker that make cruel supine

This small brain of us, keepeth big dream,
The dream that we dream within the dream,
Must search the reason of the dream worth
One must dream to gleam the holy earth,

Killing is a curse, the thing we can't reverse,
Must learn to wipe off tears then to be a terse