I came into this world
With a clear vision for tomorrow
The world was soon my home
Now I am looking through a translucent glass
Seeing dreams that are blurred of
Gestation period dreams long and winding
Dreams themselves shadows.
Who is casting these shadows than humans?
Who is the dream killer
When our dreams entwine in a tangled mass?
And we are swallowed by sleep with nightmares
Turning our double edged sword
Again ourselves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem