Evening star O evening star
why are you going a far
are you avoiding war
you are missing
missing a love jar.
let me go to sleep
O evening star
nothing to worry
morning is waiting
nothing to worry.
My dream is mine
only mine and
my dream taking me
as per my will
where i want to go
where o morning
you are waiting for me.
A really wonderful poem, really like it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, An Innocent Man.
this poem implies the dream are always endless, and they do have feather to fly anywhere.but it's we who should mix it with the reality of the life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice flow, well versed. it implies the dreams are always endless