The Berlin Dream

By: Hassan Imran (School of Mechanical, Aerospace and Civil Eng.)
Competition Year: 2017
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Convivial perpetuance and a naive curse:
All that I knew, I knew because of love,
Renouncing laws from an antique universe,
Losing myself to fabrics knit above;
And faith it was, that fates would intertwine -
The denouement phantasmagorically vivid:
My soul had drunk insouciance so divine
At palaces where concertos thrall the spirit!
Remembrance has a painful sting at caress,
Through wishing spurred, piqued further through desire;
In genuine love, the truth will never embarrass
Nor from the speaker's lips a word require.
Even when the waves and clouds die in their youth,
Zen fluid are they, and they live through the truth.
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