A dream kept alive,
somewhere trembling,
in the palms of consciousness,
summons each breath
from some unknown providence.
And gifts it to me,
in an unending hope
of its own fulfilment.
I know not what it is
and neither the one who dreams it...through me.
May be the God who created me.
People call this dream, life.
Very Good. Thanks for sharing. -Brie
u hav expressed really deep thoughts in simple words.....lyked dis 1.....b'ful....thanx! ! !
Dream always haunt me & cheer others. hope the next of yours will be cheerful. very nice indeed.
A dream, that is life...your this dream is real, Sarvesh...good insightful write 10
Significant............powerful..........eloquent...... beautifully penned! 10++++
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I would like to translate this poem
nice poem simple words.. good