O, dream, my dear dream
Take wings from me
And soar high,
Reality is very harsh
Do not dive down
Be there as you are
Abstract and unrealistic
Go beyond
The stupid logic
Take me away
I can not bear
The pressure
of any dimensional
boundaries
you are the only one
such a fairy
who takes shape
and appears
in my wild imagination
as beautiful as I wish
in morbid life
you are a joy profound
Reality is harsh. Dream - keep soaring high - do not end. Nice and imaginative. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dreams are a beautiful thing. stay above the fray. keep on dreaming.