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
and that is what i said to you..that is the passion in you..that the secret of all poets all lovers..the dreams are their food..do not why your words touched me..may be i see me in youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..love...10+++++..keep dreaming................