I dream of a lot
Just don’t know why
Will I redeem them or not
In my bona fide life
Because my core stands for
I live with my imagination
With something very exceptional
A star upon the sky
I something I know
Someone I met yesterday
Or in the vicinity of times
Imagining of something
This wholly doesn’t rhyme
Here on purpose
Something I left behind
With all I can take
My imagination
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem