I sleep I perceive
I enjoy my dream
Am I intelligent
Please clarify me.
Change is there
But not in me
My identification
With You is changeless.
What is birth and
What is death
To know that
Is crucial
Here and afterwards
I failed in
My journey.
You understand
But I understand nothing
What you understand
You failed to
Make me understand
And I remained in dark.
The dark is not always
There where I am
And where you are, my dear
Still I sleep
Still I perceive
And I enjoy my dream.
I like this poem but please add more.Your poems I have read, so, you use to make it careful for understanding
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This idea is interesting, because I don't know why I forget a dream quickly, but sometimes remember the sensation I felt while asleep and dreaming. My father once told me a story, perhaps his own, about a chap who had serial dreams, night after night, like one of our modern TV serial stories.