What would we do if we had no dreams?
No themes, no streams, no things to play
With; Darkness all and all around.
No colourful thoughts, no shining streams,
No happy hours, those bright and gay;
No listening to the cheerful sound.
Of flowers showing their natural themes,
Of water falling in to stay;
Towards nothingness, we are bound.
To lose these lively things; it seems
Is the thing to do in this young day;
In filth of veracity, we are drowned.
What would we do if we had no dreams?
No themes, no streams, no things to play
With; Darkness all and all around.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its quite good man... simple assumption and then its consequences. your flow is good :) KEEP ON WRITING, , , :) if you don't mind I'd say go a bit ahead, be more imaginative, show your uniqueness... when you write something it probably has occurred to you as a unique thought which not only inspire the reader but make him think about it in awe that yesssss it is possible, i never thought about that.