(collaboration with my dear friend, a wonderful poet Munia Khan)
Roads are deserts –
shaded with scars from the past.
Some lead to the deep blue sea,
far and beyond
Where memories turn to gentle sighs
of mysterious waves
And the wind revives the essence
of dejected dreams.
The dreams that can dream
only of a slighted sky-
Lifted by the fallen clouds
wrapped in white innocence
Where the soft hope of yearning
is the forbidden ray:
A dim flicker to live on the fleeting bliss
from an unreachable vista.
Munia Khan and Yelena Sapranova © 2013
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