that which we cannot reach obtain is like a mirage
it wavers in sight distance like heat waves on a hot day
it is illusion the closer we get the more it moves away
The unreachable, unobtainable always wave like illusory mirages.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we reach to the stars we may not get there and it maybe out of sight but still we strive its all part of the human condition Great piece enjoyed makes the reader think.10+