In my dream,
Lost in a pinnacle of despair,
thrown down, left, and forgotten.
I remember that place;
divereged between light and dark,
the light, trapped outside,
the darkness engulfing everything,
leaving it all scattered and unfulfilled.
that place, lost in the complete
obscene emptiness of my mind.
Clayton J. Young
the darkness engulfing everything, leaving it all scattered and unfulfilled. that place, lost in the complete obscene emptiness of my mind..... dreams are reflection of days work.. the chainof thought reappear in dreams....... beautiful write dear... keep it up.10'' read mine ' all dreams not come true'..n comment too
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I would like to translate this poem
really good :) i love your discription Thumbs up from me.