I am a thief , I steal the dreams
Written by mind and locked in reams
Once I entered the lovers mind
It was open, with nothing to bind
One thing was precious like a treasure
Closer I went to find one picture
That picture was beautiful though imaginary
This world of illusion was not so ordinary
I found more value than other stories
Not overshadowed by clouds of glories
Values, Ideas, emotions and notions
This mind was full with many options
Then why that picture was only secured
While others left stranded & ignored
The secret of picture was a question
Deeper I went to find the reason
Below the picture I found one note
My query was answered by this quote
"I am love, trapped here to wait,
But to release me , learn to hate"
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