When You Dance on My Dreams

By Ashraf Imam

My Lady, I never knew that we would become naked and homeless, naked of feelings and without affection, drawing in sorrow and separation, after we were waiting for moments to meet each other.
It is very wonderful to get your freedom after an autocratic love, which demolished all the beautiful dreams, and the most wonderful are to feel that you suffer and die a thousand times in the night, not for hatred or hostility, but to feel bitter of separation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ashraf Imam
• Release date: Jul 10, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370933570

Ashraf Imam

Ashraf Imam Egyptian Writer

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When You Dance

on My Dreams

Ashraf Imam

When You Dance on My Dreams

© 2017 by Ashraf Imam

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

An Ectopic Dream

Deceiver Dreams

Departure

Devotion Died in our Soul

Heart Refuses to Forget

Hearts with Masks

I Got Bored with Your Love

I Hope to Forget

Love in the Time of Slaves

Love Story

Lover Imagination

Memories of the Coming Age

My Beloved

Only You

Seasons of Separation

She Said

The Impossible Love

The Sorrows of the Moon

To the Woman of a Sad Beauty

We dreamt we are lovers

When you dance on my dreams

An Ectopic Dream

When senility begins to appear on the face of memories; when words get lost, and the leaves of love fall from the tree of the age; when we get lost between the dream and the reality; when the most beautiful in our soul gets broken; when colors fade and sink in memories; when we need for a life buoy, and we find no one to rescue us.

Here, there is no meaning for life! When we look for a way to escape from sadness, and we find all doors closed by suspicious silence, by more and more means, and when we find a glimmer of hope, it discovered to be a mirage, and then the bates of despair began to spread in our broken spirit.

We are looking for the blooms of our life, which were once dancing around us, we find them faded, lost their prosperity, and dried out, the longing thorns appeared and tingled our heart