Big Dreams, Short Nights Poem by Xelam Kan™
Big Dreams, Short Nights
My heart can't listen
my loudest mind,
as in solitude
I create a fairy-land,
but fail to escape
the hell around.
Oh! my big dreams
in such short nights
making me dying before i fully born...
I'm not poor in vision but
my fancies are clipped,
to kiss
her icy lips and swollen breasts
after she has gone.
And one day She will say,
I'm looking completely insane
to seek the hue
of rainbows
in the falling rains.
Wow... this is a lovely read. I love the natural flow of your thoughts. Big dreams, short nights...so meaningful. Life is too short to fulfill all our dreams. The touch of romance in the poem is very refreshing.
i invited two three PH friends of mine before submitting this short poem to check it, let's when they respond....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 11:15:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
congrats on completing ur century with such a beautiful poem. oxymoronic title creates a special effect. good job